It should come as no surprise to all ten of my longtime readers that The Hook is a nerd of mega-proportions.
I sleep in Star Wars pajama bottoms with a Batman top and graphic novels litter my bedroom with a look that screams, “This guy’s never had sex in his life.” Which, incidentally, isn’t true. I’ve been married for twenty-three years, so if you do the math… Okay, so I just did the math in my head and I’m going to move on now…
My point is this: Even though you’ll find me tweeting and blogging about travel and the hospitality industry (when I’m not getting blocked by Captain Kirk himself) most of the time, I still find few moments to write about some of my other passions like comics and the people who make them so amazing.
To that point, here are my thoughts on the passing of Stanley Martin Lieber, known the world over as Stan Lee. I’ve chosen to share these thoughts on one of the greatest fandom websites in existence: Pulp Nation. They’re a great bunch of Nerf Herders over there and I’m honored that they chose my work to help sink their site to an even grater low.
Even in this day and age of blockbuster film franchises, crossover merch and (mostly) mainstream acceptance, comics are still just “funny books” to some troglodytes. To those people I say this: Grab a crowbar, open your mind and prepare to have your consciousness expanded to levels you’ve never dreamt of. Comics are a doorway to a world where hope is just an irradiated spider leap away.
And no one has led the way for more souls than Stan Lee.
So if you’d be so kind, please follow this portal to Pulp Nation and give me a chance to make my case for the power of imagination and the enduring legacy of Stan Lee.
See you in the lobby, True Believers…