Kosakovitch and Connors Back in the early 90's, Robin Wood wrote a series, with pictures of Garcia Duran, which lasted about 40 chapters. The adventures of two mercenaries nice (if that's possible) called KOSAKOVITCH and CONNORS, Dartagnan appeared in the magazine, editorial Columba, maintaining a long tradition of solitary heroes (theme in Robin Wood, mercenaries, in the 70 carried out a series of the same name) The adventures of these two characters, one a blue-blooded Polish half romantic, the other English banned from a British air force to bully and drunk, pass in the middle of wars of the early twentieth century. From Palestine, through various conflicts and civil wars in the Middle East (watching this little has changed), including part of the hosts of Lawrence of Arabia in its fight against the Turks. The vicissitudes of life and thirst for adventure lead to these soldiers of fortune to Soviet Russia, was immersed in a bloody civil war, haunted by the remnants of the Tsarist and Western powers that supported it. The two protagonists are engaged by followers of the Romanov family to free them from the clutches Bolsheviks, due to debt Kosacovitch, Polish, is with the deposed Czar. As we engage in conflict, quickly pass the ethical commitment (debt with former Tsar) to take a stand for him, facing the revolution.
grandfather Fedor In chapter fifteen, THE LESSONS OF GRANDFATHER FEDOR, actors, accompanied by a princess fall from grace (obviously expropriated by the Bolsheviks), come to a miserable village inhabited by small farmers, witnesses indifferent to the civil war. Wisdom leader, an octogenarian ashen mustache, has no limit ... - We? We are farmers. We take care of the crops and nothing else ... but they will come and take our grain, our cattle and our youth, all in the name of Mother Russia--But the only Russian I know is that planting and harvesting. Maybe I am a limited man, but I can not think of any more ... - During the stay of the mercenaries, the village will be visited by the Czarist army, with its attendant violence and abuse, and both, ironically, must face his own side . Towards the end, the village will be the scene of confrontation between white and red, and the inhabitants decided to stay in the mold, as if that conflict were not deciding, in part, its destination. That's when the grandfather Fedor puts the finishing touch to his wise thoughts ... - Do you see? This is up to them. Fighting for their flags. We do so ... let's get ours. That is reality. The rest does not interest us. Did you forget Robin Wood made the Revolution Russian peasants and workers, and that the leadership of the Bolsheviks was the most genuine expression of the wishes of the people, tired of the abuses of the Romanov and his family, and caste ruler who so admires? Does not she know what the white army was primarily responsible for the massacres in Russia? Does forget that the reality of the peasants and workers changed dramatically, leaving an undetermined period of misery and hunger, with the fall of the Tsar and his minions? Fedor grandfather's speech is disturbing ... The villagers, innocent, in the middle of someone else's war, and two armies, equally matched, fighting over who knows what dark interests: Two demons that have nothing to do with us ... ... A two evils fascinating reading ...
Finally, an interesting anecdote ...
several years ago, in a Comics Festival in Buenos Aires, through a recognized writer and a cartoonist, I had the chance to meet Robin Wood. No I can deny that it was an exciting time ... During the event, I shared a table in which Robin, accompanied by a group of fans unwilling to take the counter, just lecturing on this topic. The same said, humorous and ironic that in 70 years of turmoil, where ideologies wandered around the cultural arc through all disciplines, during a talk with students, they labeled him as an enemy of the working class ... For a long time , the office disqualifying those young people, with the argument that he knew what it is to work in a factory, and that his critics were simply revolutionary coffee ... By education, or perhaps time to not ruin the evening, or because he was facing one of the narrators who formed me in childhood, I refrained from giving my opinion, although he had very clear my arguments against it. Today, at a distance, it is evident that students were absolutely right. Ezequiel
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