Major Spoilers EIC Stephen has a theory that the things we are exposed to in our early tween years (10-15 years of age) stick with us the longest.  I’ve tried to argue against it, but then I remember the things I read and watched at that age, recalling Michael Knight, Hannibal Smith and the legendary ninja, Snake-Eyes.  Thinking back, I’m pretty sure that stunt-rider Johnny Blaze is still the epitome of cool in my memory, even thirty years later.  (Optimus Prime is right up there, but he’s a giant robot, which I’m pretty sure I can’t grow up to be without serious work.)  The response not-so-long ago of  folks my age to the removal of certain TV reruns further underlines the truthiness of his point, leading to today’s formative query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) will also point out people in their late twenties loving the ‘Star Wars’ prequels, asking:  What character was the epitome of cool when YOU were 11 years old?


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Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.


  1. Wolverine and Storm. And yup I started reading XMen at about 10 years old during Claremont’s amazing run. It still impacts my outlook today.

    A ten year old white kid growing up in a mostly white blue collar community segregated from POC by a large river in NEast NJ, starts reading a comic book about a group of super heroes led by a (then) powerless African woman whom the team loved and respected. Yes even the angry little hairy Canadian. Especially the little, angry, hairy Canadian.

    It was a large influence on my life.

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