Don’t mess with Gandalf. She’ll cut you, man…

Tuki is furious at a boy in her class. His sin? He has dissed Gandalf.

Yes, this boy has had the effrontery to insist strongly that Harry Potter is a better wizard than Gandalf. I won’t go into the details, mostly because I wasn’t really listening, but she is seriously reconsidering the prospects of any sort of long term friendship with this boy.

Also, he doesn’t know who Mace Windu is. She has informed him that he simply cannot be a proper geek if he doesn’t even know his Star Wars canon. I didn’t point out to her that Episodes 1-3 are rather the New Testament of Star Wars. Or the Book of Mormon. She was far too caught up in her disdain to listen to the finer points of distinction. I forgot to tell her to ask him who shot first. The wrong answer to that one might justify shunning.

I think she is particularly disappointed because this is a boy with whom she bonded over Dr. Who. He has the distinction of having actual British parents. His birthday party at school was looked forward to for weeks. They got to have fish and chips at lunch. Fish fingers and custard would have been cuter, but less edible. She was a bit put off by the deep fried Oreo they had for dessert, though. I haven’t had the heart to break it to her yet that British cuisine is not all high tea and digestive biscuits. She has yet to experience the horror of a boiled dinner and trifle.

Anyhow, she is annoyed because not only is he obviously and patently wrong about Gandalf (I have assured her that this is, indeed, the case), but he refuses to let it go. In the traditional fashion of 10 year old boys everywhere, he insists on going on and on about it. And using such tried and true forms of rhetoric as, “Gandalf is a big dummy.”

So after agreeing with her that not only is he simply wrong, but that he was using bad arguments, I did point out to her that he was almost certainly just trying to keep her attention. Because she is pretty. She paused for a moment and then said, “Yeah, I sorta figured that out.”


I told her that she had best get used to it, because it was going to be something she will have to cope with until she is at least 45. Being a card carrying geek isn’t enough to get out of it, I’m afraid. You just attract a slightly better class of admirer. If somewhat less well groomed.

Then she asked the question of the ages. “Why are boys so STUPID???!!!???”

Oh my dear, if I only knew the answer to that one…


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