Minutos musicales: CIVIL WAR

El "partido" disputado entre el número debut de Civil War y el número final de Infinite Crisis se decantó claramente del lado de la colección de Marvel. Se estima que el "marcador" de los tebeos más vendidos de mayo, sin incluir la "prorroga" (con los futuros pedidos de los rezagados) ha sido el siguiente:

al menos 260.700 ejemplares de Civil War #1 ("campeón") frente a casi 200.000 ejemplares de Infinite Crisis #7 ("subcampeón").

Civil War #2 (2ª edición)

Como reconocimiento a esta expeditiva "goleada" de Civil War (que aún puede llegar a 300.000 ejemplares) y a las que están por venir en futuros meses, que menos que echar mano de una antológica canción que lleva el mismo título y que se remonta a la época de los auténticos Guns N' Roses (y no una banda liderada por Axl Rose que lleva el mismo nombre que está a punto de sacar un disco anunciado hace más de un lustro).

"What we've got here is failure to communicate. Some men you just can't reach... So, you get what we had here last week, which is the way he wants it! Well, he gets it! N' I don't like it any more than you men." * Look at your young men fighting Look at your women crying Look at your young men dying The way they've always done before Look at the hate we're breeding Look at the fear we're feeding Look at the lives we're leading The way we've always done before My hands are tied The billions shift from side to side And the wars go on with brainwashed pride For the love of God and our human rights And all these things are swept aside By bloody hands time can't deny And are washed away by your genocide And history hides the lies of our civil wars D'you wear a black armband When they shot the man Who said "Peace could last forever" And in my first memories They shot Kennedy I went numb when I learned to see So I never fell for Vietnam We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all That you can't trust freedom When it's not in your hands When everybody's fightin' For their promised land And I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war Look at the shoes your filling Look at the blood we're spilling Look at the world we're killing The way we've always done before Look in the doubt we've wallowed Look at the leaders we've followed Look at the lies we've swallowed And I don't want to hear no more My hands are tied For all I've seen has changed my mind But still the wars go on as the years go by With no love of God or human rights 'Cause all these dreams are swept aside By bloody hands of the hypnotized Who carry the cross of homicide And history bears the scars of our civil wars "We practice selective annihilation of mayors And government officials For example to create a vacuum Then we fill that vacuum As popular war advances Peace is closer" ** I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh And I don't need your civil war I don't need your civil war I don't need your civil war Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war I don't need one more war I don't need one more war Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway