Well, to me, it was cool. I love when stuff like this happens; one of those great coincidences that you just know is not blind coincidence at all.
Here's the deal: Two separate streams of reading and learning converged in a very neat way today.
First stream: This summer, we finally decided to start reading Harry Potter. We'd successfully avoided the books and movies for all these years because we were trying to be prudent about what our children were reading, since we'd heard how eeeeeeevil the HP books were.
But this summer, thanks to Nancy Brown and other Catholics saying that the books were actually good, perhaps akin to Lewis's Narnia books or the science fiction of J.P. Tolkien, we decided to let our teens read them. I, too, started reading, and it was at the end of the second book that I decided these books were not just good, but great. (It was that transcendently beautiful scene with the Phoenix at the end of Chamber of Secrets that convinced me.)
The girls, of course, finished the books long before I did (they being teens with plenty of time to do nothing but read for hours on end, and me being a mom with stretches of, say, five minutes at a time), and I have only just started the 7th book. But ever since I started reading them, I've been driving the girls nuts by searching them out in the house to say, "Oh wow, did you see THIS cool bit of mythology that Rowling worked into the plot??" or, apropos of nothing, "Oh, this is so cool, look at this SYMBOLISM!" Stuff like that.
The second stream: We've been studying Greek drama. According to our syllabus, we were supposed to read just the first play of Aechylus's trilogy (Agamemnon), then move on to some other works. However, a mistake in the syllabus meant that we didn't have the correct edition that included those other works, so we decided to just go on reading the trilogy: The Libation Bearers, and then Eumenides. We finished yesterday.
The convergence of the streams happened today. (Oh, isn't this just so cool?!?) I open "Deathly Hallows" to find this incription:
The Libation BearersThe Libation Bearers!! and Harry Potter!! Imagine my excitement. (Yes, I do get really excited about stuff like this!) Of course, I immediately ran over to my oldest daughter, in the family room: "Here, listen to this! Does it sound familiar?!?" She, thoughfully, "Ummm, I think it's.... Aeschylus!" "Yes, yes, isn't that cool!!" A smile, a somewhat surprised look, which I took to mean, "Wow, so maybe reading these dusty old Greek playwrights is more 21st century than I thought..." Next, run upstairs, repeat scenario with second eldest. Same reaction, which again I took to mean, "Hmmmm, if J.K. Rowling studied the classics and read Aeschylus, maybe it's not hopelessly dopey that I'm doing that, too."
Oh, the torment bred in the race,
the grinding scream of death and the stroke that hits the vein,
the haemorrhage none can staunch,
the grief, the curse no man can bear.
But there is a cure in the house and not outside it,
no, not from others but from them,
their bloody strife.
We sing to you, dark gods beneath the earth.
Now hear, you blissful powers underground—
answer the call, send help.
Bless the children, give them triumph now.
—Aeschylus, The Libation Bearers
For me, that's a very cool thing.