Some Muggle Appreciation

I have woken up late at night thinking about a huge, ragged, bearded Keeper of the Keys whisking me away to a school of magic. I have shivered with anticipation on my 11th birthday, eagerly waiting for a special something I knew was never going to arrive. I have curled up, sighing, with a fat book with 'JK Rowling' embossed on the cover when the most notable event of my 11th birthday was me upsetting a huge carton of mango juice. I have stayed up all night, rapidly making my way through a newly released 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'. I am, what some might call, a Potterhead.

And Harry Potter is, if you haven't gleaned it from the title already, what this post is going to be about. All my non-Potterhead readers,.....go read it already!

So, today, I'd wish to tell y'all about something that has always bothered me, although it's something I myself am guilty of: Muggle hate. Now, I'm not talking about the kind of thing the Death Eaters have against Muggle-borns, or the kind of bullying a certain blond apple-lover has done in regards to the subject. I'm talking about the way other (most) Potterheads both in my real life and Internet presence have said they wish they lived in the Wizarding World, because the Muggle world is stupid.

For me personally, walking the cobbled streets of Diagon Alley holds as much appeal as living in other fantasy lands (see: Middle Earth, Camp Half-Blood etc). And that appeal stems solely from the fact that all of those aren't real, that it's something different to our Mundane everyday life, and would be a wild experience. 

But if actually given the choice to stay or go, I'd be torn between two lovers, and here's why.

I love the human race. I love our quirks, our perks, our achievements and the fact that it is the sole reason why someone living in the depths of the Pacific Ocean can easily read this post (provided they have WiFi. And Oxygen.) And when compared with the wizarding world, life here is so much easier and better.

Avada Kedavra? We got bazookas capable of wiping out an entire city within seconds. Brooms? Airplanes, jets, airbuses, helicopters, you name it. Wizards never reached the moon! (And everyone knows that wizard who claimed to have reached the white ball in the sky using a Cleansweep Seven was lying.)

Talking via Floo Powder? Skype! Admittedly, you can't feed toast to people via Skype, but still. 

As I grew up, I really realised that.

Reality's boss, brah.