Every day we talk about that fucking Harry Potter kid. In the car, at breakfast, during lay down, at the hot tub, I truthfully do not want to hear the origin story of the Deathly Hallows again or give a shit about their chain of ownership. We’ve been through this before with Ninjago and ninjas and all flavors of dragons. This seems more never-ending, perhaps because of the volume of content.
I’m going to try and move the conversations with the introduction of a new Vockell Rule. It’s been attributed to everyone from Eleanor Roosevelt to Phil Spektor (my guess is he just quoted her a lot).
Rule #27: Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, and small minds discuss people
I got mostly blank stares with this one, but I’ve already used it to transform “Can you name the seven horcruxes” to “why do you think Voldemort feels he needs to kill Harry Potter?” and “which of the Goblet of Fire challenges do you think was most dangerous” to “if the Goblet of Fire challenges were so dangerous, why do you think so many people put their name in the selection goblet?”.
So far, so good.