Connecting with the younger generation

I was sitting at the train station today playing scribblenauts on my DS when I noticed a 12ish year old boy trying (and failing) to surreptitiously look over my shoulder.
So invited him to have a look and explained how it worked(*) and he was utterly enthralled. We spent a while discussing the game and the possibilities and he asked me the name and how to spell it saying "I'll put it in my mental spam filter. If I hear "chocolate" or "Scribblenauts" I'll pay attention, but I tune out stuff like "flowers" and "Jane Austen"."
"Dude" says I "Are you knocking Jane Austen? Because she is awesome."
"Absolutely" says his mother, who had been watching with amusement.
"I agree" says the random woman sitting on the next seat.
"Um" says the boy, suddenly realising he's surrounded. Teehee.

(I forgave him and we talked about Squeenix games and Evil Genius until we arrived in Perth)

(*)You are given a sidescrolling scene filled with objects and have to fulfill an objective ("Collect the star"(**) or "Save the penguin from the killer whale") by creating new objects, which can be any word in the very large dictionary, from "rope" to "Cthulu". It's awesome, even if most of the later stages can be solved with a pegasus and a rope and maybe a black hole or superhero.
(**)I tried this and it doesn't help you complete the level :)

Scribblenauts is awesome

So penchaft mentioning ceiling cat on my last post made me feel like experimenting some more.

I tried "finangler" but got financier instead.
I made some money, and he looked at it with a happy expression.
I then made a piano, and a musician to play it.
Once done playing the piano, the musician picked up the money, at which point the finacier chased him into a corner and strated to beat him up.
I made a "police" to stop the violence. He did nothing! And soon the musician was dead.
So I made a terrorist. He set fire to the piano, and then was shot by the policeman.
Then I made an anarchist, who seemed identical to the terrorist and set fire to a tree.
I made a communist, a nice looking young man in a suit.
The anarchist started a fight with him at which point the policeman got involved and shot them both.

A metaphor for our times, really. (and that's not even getting into the fact they were all white and afaict male)