You may be interested in a review of “Sad Jingo”, a novel by Ron Dionne, another Blogger at WordPress.
We know why the children who read Harry Potter identify with the main wizard. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if there was magic in the world? And if there was, of course I would be one of the magicians. Even if I couldn’t be Harry (though secretly, why wouldn’t I be? why shouldn’t I be?) I wouldn’t be a muggle. Once upon a time, I could watch zombie films and apocalypses until the mutant cows came home (1). Omega Man, Mad Max 2, The Terminator, Afternoon Tea of the Dead, and always, I’d be identifying with those swift survivors, the ones who scurry just ahead of the blood thirsty hordes.
But what is the truth? Almost to a one, even if there was a secret world, the millions of children reading HP would have no access to it. They would be ordinary. Just like they are now. At best, at the…
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