An old photo of himself as a child lies upon Harry Potter book four. He has started reading it again, finding the joy and pleasure that left him while childhood vanished for youth. A step beyond Disney and the cartoons, a journey into the darkness, but always in a safe haven clinging to Harry Potter’s back on a sopelime. But the literature is poor, isn’t it? Doesn’t this belong back in the years when he was a child, reading for excitement, not fo r the discovery of languages’ posibilities? Fu*k it! The Harry Potter novels provides a fixed universe, where good, bad and the meaning of things is clear. Rather that then more postmodern shit. Brimg it on J.K. Rowling!