c'est la vie..

A 20-year-old in 2010 was an 8-year-old in 1998, when Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone was published in the U.S. Wouldn’t that be kind of strange? To be in third grade and read a fun little book about a boy wizard, and then watch that little boy wizard steadily rise to global pop culture domination? Wouldn’t you feel incredibly proud, like your particular generation’s taste represented the pinnacle of humanity?