Why things happen the way they do

It appears to me that another species exists hidden within the human race. Maybe they are hiding on platform nine and three quarters waiting for something to happen. A train maybe, bound for ‘Hogwash’ a school of magical balderdash. This species immersed itself in the magic of Harry Potter stories. One day a census form might include the question “Did you read the Harry Potter books?” This slice of information would capture this population whose actions are in focus in this reasoned nonsense. For every action there is a reaction that carves out a separate breed of folks appearing in this magical makeup. Presto!

Here are but a few real life situations that go a long way in explaining why things happen the way they do.

Why are dirty dishes, glasses and cutlery left on top of the the counter above the dishwasher instead being placed inside? Are they supposed to apparate and magically appear within the dishwasher? In other words teleport from one to the other? Apparently this is so because when these readers of Harry Potter wake the next day they will see a clean counter, clean cups and crockery ready for their use and think “Wow, this apparation thing works like a dream” and therefor they continue this action ad infinitum.

It is the apparator or yours truly who reacted by teleporting the dirty stuff into the dishwasher, emitting ferocious howls of frustration in the process. Intervention is required to change the behavior of the apparator from a ‘Howler’ to a ‘Smiler’ with the mantra ‘Let it be, let it be…’. This is conversion is another unmentionable story other than to say it involves a war of spells.

And so it is with clothes that somehow defy making it back into the cupboard or the wash basket. Instead they lie strewn across the bedroom floor. This is a very imaginative approach to designing carpeting as colours can be moved around and different shapes formed. It gives the bedroom floor a 3-D effect where several layers get piled up. There is no need to wear those funny 3-D goggle things. This is all very cool and hip with great insulation.

There is no need to react by howling because the bedroom door is permanently closed, so the mess is out of sight and out of mind but one enters at their own risk. A spell might be waiting causing you to trip on a shoe and collapse next to the incumbent who is busy with social media. You may notice the victory pump. For sure that photo you didn’t notice being taken is now shared by a multitude of wizards bent in hilarity.

Rolling eyes greet the nonchalant suggestion that the clothes will end up in the black bag and given to charity.

Just when you feel like a snack or a cookie you find an empty box or jar. The shopping list is devoid of any reference to replacing these popular treats so they don’t get replaced until echoed howls prompt the apparatee to buy and replenish the empty boxes and jars so it appears to be a magical act to the delight of the magical monsters.

Things do happen in strange, sometimes magical ways.