TMI I’m Sure: I’m Too Trusting

I have a younger brother. Younger by three years. Back in the day he and I would fight like cats and dogs. Everytime we’d get into it at some point I’d have him down on the ground, subdued, and he’d swear that he was through. So I’d let him up. And he’d bounce up, make a beeline for me and it would be on again. Generally speaking I still take people at their word. Oh I can smell out a lie if I have to, or figure out deeper motivations. But distrust is not my default setting. So until I did a little reading around the blogosphere I was pretty sure that Captain America was dead. But the consensus is that he’s not really. I suppose I should be happy. But I’m not. Now let me be very upfront. Personally I don’t care two figs for ol’ Cap. Not my kind of character. But I know that to a lot of people especially older ones he holds a place equal to Superman’s. I hated that they “killed” him. And I hate even more that they have done all this simply in the name of sales. To be perfectly honest at this point I am pretty well sick of Marvel as it stands now. It’s been a long time since there was much by them that I wanted to read, and at this point with the exception of a few projects set outside their main universe and one project inside it, the whole company could drop into the ocean and I really would not see much change in my buying habits. Absolutely nothing about Civil War has felt organic. Rather it’s all felt like someone sitting down with a calculator figuring out what the net value of each costume change, character alteration, and death is. It feels cynical, and money driven. And honestly it makes me kind of sick and sad inside. Honestly it feels like Marvel is going down the road that DC started down over a decade ago with the death of Superman. A time that saw characters killed, crippled, crazed and replaced solely for reasons of sales. DC is just now really starting to come out of that time. I wonder how long it will take Marvel to see the light.

Peace
And
Long
Life

Toriach