Rupert Murdoch impresses me, but not for being hip and cool enough to get MySpace and what it represents, but for the simple fact that he is my father’s age. While my father is yelling at the local skateboarders to “get off my lawn!” Mr. Murdoch seems to embrace these teens without hesitation. No one else seems to understand the teen demographic better except Marvel Comics founder Stan Lee.

When I was 11, I built a tree house with my best friend Dieter Hauer. It became a sanctuary. It was our place to read comic books, check out baseball cards [click here to continue…]