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In 2020, during just the first two months of the pandemic, incarcerated people collectively participated in at least 106 COVID-19 related rebellions in the United States. This year, organizers with Jailhouse Lawyers Speak (JLS), a national collective of imprisoned people fighting for human rights, are calling on non-incarcerated people to share the baton by holding “National Shut ‘em Down Demonstrations” on August 21 and September 9.

These are historically significant dates in the Black liberation struggle against the prison-industrial complex. On August 21, 1971, prison guards assassinated incarcerated theorist, organizer and revolutionary George Jackson at San Quentin State Prison in California. The next day, incarcerated people at Attica Correctional Facility went on hunger strike in his honor and, on September 9, 1971, more than 1,200 people took over the prison, demanding an end to “slave labor” and improved living conditions. Four days later, Gov. Nelson Rockefeller ordered New York State Police to brutally suppress the rebellion. Twenty-nine incarcerated people and 10 hostages died in the raid.

Echoing this spirit of resistance, JLS is urging supporters to hold demonstrations at Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) concentration camps, higher learning institutions with ties to prison labor, and jails and prisons across the United States, to highlight “prisoners’ historical struggles and the current political struggles to dismantle the prison industrial slave complex.” Supporters can share the JLS event flyers on social media, donate, order stickers, network with local organizations to plan a demonstration and host events leading up to the days of action.

Parable of White Lunacy and the Linguistics of Critical Race Theory, Compounded with the 1619 Project

James Baldwin

Marvin X in Harlem 1968

Father of Muslim American Literature

photo Doug Harris

When I published my manual How to Recover from the Addiction of White Supremacy (Type II, Dr. Nathan Hare), people emailed suggesting I should change the title to white lunacy, a more precise definition of the white mental state. And white lunacy is severe, a psychosis or total break with reality. Although I have not changed the title of my manual, I strongly concur with the reader who suggested lunacy was the issue. Alas, elder North American African were known to say, "Leave dem white folks 'lone, dey crazy!" True dat! They so crazy they think white supremacy/lunacy will last or be tolerated by the oppressed forever, that he has the necessary weapons to contain the desire to overthrow the white supremacy masters of the world and their sycophants, especially in black face. How many of these sycophants will need to neutralized for the masses to be free. Imagine, did you hear that Black police officer testify in Wash, DC that he went into total shock during the Turkey Fight on January 6. Can you believe that he didn't know he was a nigga? The nigga pig said he went into total breakdown when he heard the white boys call him the "N" word. I hate that fuckin' term, N word. Motherfucka if you mean nigga say nigga. This is the linguistics of the Black Arts Movement. Amiri Baraka said, "If you mean get off the sidewalk, say get off the sidewalk!" The BAM liberated the American language, especially as per North American Africans who were programmed to accept the massa's proper language, although the massa wasn't proper while he put whip lashes on the North American African's ass.

But the 60s was a linguistic revolution in the North American African community. Linguistic freedom was the catalyst of mental and physical freedom. Examine language in the BAM plays of Baraka, Bullins and Marvin X. In Post-BAM, August Wilson continued the tradition. Of course after the Last Poets came the rappers who went stone mad in their linguistic freedom.

Alas, they and their white producers made nigga, bitch, ho and motherfucka billion dollar words. The hip hop gansta rappers soon overwhelmed the conscious rappers in the BAM tradition, e.g., NWA, et al, along with the black exploitation nigga films that arrived to negate the revolutionary function of North American African linguistics during the BAM, i.e., reactionary rap buried BAM revolutionary lyrics and radical rap morphed into the nihilistic death language and beat expressing the basic language usage in the low information vibration hood. No matter revolutionary puritan ideologues and blacks steeped in narrow-minded dogmatic Christian and Muslim religiosity, objected to the BAM language, hip hop rap linguistics exploded across the planet. The world was suddenly full of niggas, bitches, hos and motherfuckas. Global youth culture rapped in the linguistic freedom that began in the Black Arts Movement that advanced the revolution. Free speech is a critical moment in the liberation struggle since radical speech was banned as profane and obscene. I say oppression is profane and obscene. I say what is worse, a man whose speech is full of motherfucka, bitch, ho, or a father guilty of incest with his daughter, mother and sister he turned out to be a ho? Who is truly guilty if "sin"? The poet or the father? The poet didn't have sex with his daughter, mother, son? Yet you seek to condemn him for profane and obscene linguistics? What is worse, speech or actions? Let us continue with the deconstruction of North American linquistics.

Co-founder of the Black Panther Party, Bobby Seale, does not hesitate to tell audiences about the power of black language in the creation of the Black Panther Party. Bobby says it was the play by Marvin X, Flowers for the Trashman, that kicked off the student revolution at Oakland's Merritt College that led directly to the creation of the Black Panther Party. "After Marvin performed his play, the student revolution was on and soon after came the BPP."

Yes, Flowers for the Trashman's language helped liberate the 60s generation, along with the plays of Ed Bullins, so raw the San Francisco police threatened to close down. our Black Arts West Theatre on Fillmore and Turk, 1966. It has No Choice by Bullins was a linguistic monster when the black man addressed the white woman, "Hey white bitch, come here and suck my dick and lick my ass for desert." White police were horrified with the rawness of Ed's speech.

And the Oakland police were equally as horrified when I was invited to perform my play Flowers for the Trashman at Laney College. The OPD threatened to arrest us if we performed. We ignored them. Since then the sycophantic black bourgeoise more often snatches the mike from my hand when my language crosses the red line of the black middle class propriety.

I am so thankful my life doesn't depend on black middle class support since I would likely starve since I do not share their world of make believe, a world in tandem with fake news,

fake blues, fake hair, eyes, lips, breasts, ass, fake minds.

Those of you who consider yourself conscious, may be utterly shocked to discover you have been an utter failure at lifting the masses of your people up from slavery, from the lower information vibration. Those of us who read books, watch fake and not so fake news, need to consider a great majority of your people have no read the plethora of books that you, and they are not aware of news events locally, nationally and globally. For example, you no doubt imagine most blacks heard about the white boy who killed the nine black in that church in South Carolina. Then the killer white boy was treated at MacDonald's with a Big Mac, fries and vanilla milkshake before entering the jail, again, after killing nine North American Africans praying to their Lord. And the blacks steeped in the slave christian religiosity, immediately forgave the white boy for expressing his lunacy rooted in the deep structure of his DNA.

The White denial of Critical Race Theory is their reaction in the classic addiction mode of denial, from which no recovery is possible until they come out of denial, the critical step in the recovery process no matter the addiction. Did we ever expect the oppressor to confess his knee has been on our neck a long time. Did we ever expect him to go home and confess to his children how he expressed his hatred for niggas during his daily round?

In his white lunacy, he attempts to claim Critical Race Theory is a lie and the 1619 Project as well. But white supremacy American history is the truth? You don't want us to know Jefferson was a pedophile? You don't want us to know he kept Sally Hemming in a room without light next to his bedroom while she sired him six children? And this ritual of debauchery continues in the present era on the Lolita Express with such illustrious passengers as Bill Gates, Bill Clinton, Prince of England, Obama, et al.

Even though the old Black woman told us to leave dem white folks 'lone cause they crazy, we are determined to mix with them. Yes, despite Elijah Muhammad's lesson. Question: Why doesn't the white man want us to have social equality with him? Answer: Because if we have social equality with him we shall discover how filthy and nasty he is.

North American Africans are so severely addicted to white supremacy type II, i.e., negative attraction, they dance the same dance of denial of the whites who suffer addiction to white supremacy type I. Surely you don't think the master and slave suffer the same malady? Por favor, one is the exploiter, the other is the exploited. One is the recipient of perks at every turn, the other lives marginalized from social and economic justice.

When the Xmas holidays arrive, go downtown and observe the demeanor and persona of blacks in contrast to whites. The whites are singing Xmas Carols, the blacks are without smiles, often suffering mental and physical disabilities, not very joyful about the Prince of Peace.

In 1968, I interviewed James Baldwin at his New York apartment. It was a cold New York December, his apartment was without heat, but we talked. He said,"How can they talk about the Prince of Peace while they bomb the hell out of Vietnam? Your condition proves they don't believe in Christianity. Look at your condition. It is a miracle for a black father to raise a son under these conditions, but we do it over and over. We're the only thing that happened here, nothing else happened here but us!"

Let me end with my favorite Baldwin quote, "White supremacy has led white people to rationalizations so fantastic it reaches the pathological!"

Marvin X at Laney College, opening for Donald Lacy's Color Struck

photo Alicia Mayor

The Laney College Theatre is Marvin X's old classroom when he taught Theatre at Laney, 1981, and produced his poetic drama In The Name of Love, about which Eldridge Cleaver, Soul on Ice essayist and Black Panther Minister of Information, said, "In the Name of Love returned theatre to the Shakespearean tradition of poetic drama."

Indeed, In the Name of Love was in the genre of Ntozake Shange's poetic drama For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide/When the Rainbow is Enuf. Beyond the utilization of poetry, Marvin X explored partner violence, polygamy and the patriarchal mentality. One young writer he recently mentored said, "That shit is what my generation needs to see right now. The shit you were dealing with in the 80s, we haven't found a way to deal with it yet!"

Alas, they and their white producers made nigga, bitch, ho and motherfucka billion dollar words. But even before the hip hop rappers and the black nigga films arrived to negate the revolutionary function of North American African linguistics, i.e., they morphed it into the expression of basic language usage in the hood. No matter revolutionary puritans and blacks steeped in narrow-minded Christian and Muslim religiosity objected the language, hip hop rap linguistics exploded across the planet. The world was suddenly full of niggas, bitches, hos and motherfuckas. Global youth culture rapped in the linguistic freedom that began in the Black Arts Movement.

I am so thankful my life doesn't depend on black middle class support since I would likely starve since I do not share their world of make believe, a world in tandem with fake news,

fake blues, fake hair, eyes, lips, breasts, ass, fake minds.

Let me end with my favorite Baldwin quote, "White supremacy has led white people to rationalizations so fantastic it reaches the pathological!"

--Marvin X

9/1/21

Saturday, July 31, 2021

2021 BAMBDFEST, PART ONE, DR. CORNEL WEST AND MARVIN X IN CONVERSATION

Friday, July 30, 2021

Poet Jan Mirikitani Joins Ancestors at 80

San Francisco Emeritus Poet Laureate Jan Mirikitani

Joins Ancestors at 80

Left to Right: Rev. Cecil Williams, wife Jan Mirikitani, Marvin X and Dr. Nathan Hare

photo Adam Turner

The transition of poet Jan Mirikitani has rocked San Francisco's literary and spiritual community. As she was someone dear to me, I am totally devastated. She was not only a fellow poet but when I entered drug recovery at Glide Church, Jan and Cecil literally saved my life as they did the plethora of drug addicts in San Francisco's Tenderloin. When I entered Glide's Facts on Crack, Jan and Cecil did everything to help me. Rev. Cecil Williams showed me so much love, Jan told her husband, "Cecil, we're just being Marvin's co-dependent!" And Jan was right because whatever dope fiend lie I told Cecil to get money for Crack, he acquiesced. But when Cecil was to be honored, he invited me and his assistant, J.B. Sanders RIP, to be guests at his table at Bimbo's 365 Club in North Beach. I told him a dope fiend lie that I needed money to get my clothes out the cleaners, instead we got loaded on Crack and didn't show. We had crossed the red line of Jan's patience. We had indeed disrespected her husband. When J.B. and I came to Glide the next day, Jan put her husband out of his office, closed the door and gave us a poetic ass whupping! She said we hurt her husband and she didn't like it. "If my husband didn't love you guys so much, I wouldn't do shit for you!" It took a long time for Jan and Cecil to heal from our failure to show. Still, Jan told people, "Marvin X woke me up to my ethnicity, but he's been a thorn in my side ever since!" We love you Jan! Thank you for the agape love you gave me and everyone who came to Glide Church!

--Marvin X

7/30/21

Thursday, July 29, 2021

MARVIN X AND FRIENDS AT THE JUNKYARD, DEEP EAST OAKLAND, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 4, 6-10PM

"When you listen to Tupac Shakur, E-40, Too Short, Master P or any other rappers out of the Bay Area of Cali, think of Marvin X. He laid the foundation and gave us the language to express Black male urban experiences in a lyrical way."

--James G. Spady, Philadelphia New Observer RIP

Percussionist Tacuma King will accompany Marvin X's reading at The Junkyard, Deep East Oakland, December 4th, 6-10PM, Advance tickets $25.00, at the door $50.00. Limited seating. Marvin's last public appearance with Dr. Cornel West sold out so advance tickets advised. Cornel West says, "Marvin X is the African Socrates in the hood. "

Ishmael Reed says, "He's Plato teaching on the streets of Oakland. " Amiri Baraka said, "Marvin X has always been in the forefront of Pan African writing. Indeed he is one of the founders and innovators of the revolutionary school of African writing. "

The event is a benefit for the Black Vendor’s Association. Call 510-575-7148 for more information.

Just Confirmed: Dr. Ayodele Nzinga, The City of Oakland's First Poet Laureate will join her indefatigable, peripatetic, irascible Teacher at the Junkyard.

Marvin X and Dr. Ayodele Nzinga

photo Adam Turner

Marvin X speaking at Third Baptist Church, San Francisco

photo Adam Turner

Maestro Marvin X and the Black Arts Movement Poets Choir and Arkestra, Malcolm X Jazz/Arts Festival, 2015

college Adam Turner

MILES DAVIS - Time After Time

Wednesday, July 28, 2021

Marvin X planning the Black Vendors Association and Notes on visit to Saturn, Mars, Venus

I present to you my

Special Assistant

Angelo Jackson, Young Master Vendor

Holding down West Oakland

Don't hate Angelo

Learn from Angelo

Brothers and Sisters in the hood honor and respect him

He has caught the baton of black entrepreneurship and is running for a touchdown with his "general store" model and knowledge of the proper handling of people, i.e., treating his customers with respect and dignity!

I have stood watching Angelo do his thing. He knows the proper handing of people the Muslims tried to teach us in the NOI but many didn't the master the lesson. Go stand and watch Angelo engage the people with his beautiful bass voice. If I was still in theatre I would recruit him as an actor. Ayodele better find a role for him in her Lower Bottom Playaz. Angelo's voice is enough to make me return to theatre in the fourth quarter of my life. But no matter his voice, Angelo is a businessman and focused on all it takes to be successful. I have observed him serving the poorest of the poor, the white, black, hustler, rapper, pimp, ho, alas, who doesn't need soap, deodorant, toilet paper, incense, oils, men's drawers, etc?

But above all is his humble demeanor yet totally serious as a businessman. Somewhere between the time he used to visit my Academy of Da Corner at 14th and Broadway and when he opened his stand, he appeared to grow up and adopted his current serious persona. I am not sure if he went away for a "vacation" but all I know he is a most serious young businessman and clocks his dollars in an area where you get respect when you demand and demonstrate respect, otherwise one will have a serious problem in this hood, yes, where I grew up on Seventh Street and hustled Jet, Ebony, Chicago Defender and Pittsburg Courier and Detroit Black Dispatch. As per the black media, every Saturday I used to hear Oakland NAACP President Tarea Hall Pittman broadcasting her "Negroes in the News".

Angelo, I pass the baton to you! I shall put my resources to support you as the model of how to do for self, to transcend seeking a job that our beloved Dr. Yusef Bey said, "A job is nothing but an indirect welfare handout!" He was not a saint, but even with his "negrocites" or darkside, Dr. Bey provided us with healthy products, including bread, pies, cookies, fish and tofu burgers.

Angelo Jackson, Special Assistant to Marvin X, Planner and Organizer of the Black Vendors Association.

His "General Store" is located across from the West Oakland BART Station. A generous

grant from the Silicon Valley Community Foundation will enable Marvin X to plan the

organization and training of young people to be entrepreneurs and advocates of policy

changes to address economic inequities. Marvin plans to work with James Copes, organizer

of vendors at Lake Merritt. The Berkeley Juneteenth Foundation, Inc., under the direction of

Delores Nochi Cooper, is the fiscal sponsor of the Black Vendors Association. The BVA is also

associated with the Black Arts Movement Business District, CDC, founded by Dr. Ayodele

Nzinga, recently appointed Oakland's first Poet Laureate. She is the producer of BAMBDFEST,

Black August 2021. The official Bambdfest program will appear in Black Bird Press News and Review Magazine, published and edited by Marvin X. Dr. Nzinga is the Guest Editor of the BAMBDFEST 2021

edition devoted to the works of Bay Area poets.

For many years, Marvin X maintained his Academy of Da Corner at 14th and Broadway, downtown Oakland. Despite perennial police harassment, the poet, playwright, essayist, continued teaching and educating the community at his Academy of Da Corner. Ishmael Reed said, "If you want motivation and inspiration, don't spend all that money going to workshops and seminars, just go stand at 14th and Broadway and watch Marvin X at work! He's Plato teaching on the streets of Oakland!" Harvard Professor Dr. Cornel West says, "He's Socrates teaching in the African hood!"

On January 19,2016, the Black Arts Movement Business District was established by the Oakland City Council. Community persons who forced the City Council to approve the BAMBD included Paul Cobb, Rt. Col. Conway Jones, Jr., Margaret Gordon, Aries Jordan, Menuhaim Adele, Marvin X, et al. The BAMBD begins at the lower bottom of 14th Street and ends at Lake Merritt and is part of the City of Oakland's Downtown Plan for the next 25 to 50 Years. Below is map of BAMBD.

Since 2016, the Black Arts Movement Business District has been working without a budget, maintained and sustained by the BAMBD, Community Development Corporation, established by Dr. Ayodele Nzinga.

In Oakland's budget just passed, $250,000 is allocated for the BAMBD, but it should be directed to the BAMBD, CDC.

Since most of us elders will be ancestors, the Black Vendors Association's focus is on the youth if they will step to the front of the line and accept the baton. "I said long ago if youth can sell dope, they can sell anything and it takes the same energy to sell legal goods as it does to sell illegal goods. If they can cut the dope, weigh the dope, package the dope, promote the dope, secure the dope, keep the money straight on pain of death, they can do the same with legal goods. As per jobs, many youth suffer post traumatic slave syndrome and will never be able to hold a job, so entrepreneurship is their way of survival and success. FYI, America discovered veterans returning home from Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan and numerous wars to maintain white supremacy, also suffer post traumatic stress and will never be able to hold study jobs, so America is sending veterans to schools and colleges to learn entrepreneurship. Vending may be the only way of survival for many of our youth in the hood. FYI, in the 80s when I was a Crack addict, I used to hustle the Homeless Newspaper in San Francisco, making often $400.00 per day to support my Crack habit. During the 1984 Democratic Convention in San Francisco, I sold political buttons at Market and Powell and made $2,000.00 per day. The San Francisco Chronicle called me the Button King! The old men standing around Market and Powell watching me hustle buttons, estimated I made $300.00 per hour.

Then the white boys wanted to work under my non-profit papers so they could sell their cashmere scarves

in Union Square. They paid me to work under my papers to the disgust of the San Francisco police, who turned beet red when the white boys showed them my papers. Soon the Krishna white boys came to use my papers and when they fought over Union Square turf, I had to mediate and draw a map to stop their turf war. This is not hyperbole but the San Francisco police said the same thing about me that the New York police said about Malcolm X in Harlem, "He got too much power for a nigga!" You have no idea what it feels like to be harassed under the color of law daily by the police. No lawyer would take my case so I did the research to write a lawsuit but was too drugged out to file it. Meanwhile, the Chief Attorney for the San Francisco police told me and my partner, Hurriyah Asar, who sold at Market and Montgomery in the financial district. And she upset the SFPD with her Afrikan University Library stand of African goods, especially when the SFPD cited her and the judge dismissed the charges. The SFPD Chief Attorney, Lawrence Wilson, told us during a court recess, "If you beat us in court, I will go to the Board of Supervisors and change the rules!" And he did, but James Brown told us about the Big Payback. The payback is a mother...... FYI, Lawrence Wilson, Chief Attorney for the SFPD, was arrested for selling drugs out of his house and went to prison and when he came out died of AIDS. Better Ax somebody."

In conclusion, The Black Vendors Association is being established for the young people so they need not rob, steal and kill. When they can make $400 to $2000 per day legally, they will feel real good about themselves. Look above at my Special Assistant Angelo Jackson, look at his smile of success. He used to come by my stand at 14th and Broadway with his podnas selling CDs so they could buy weed and alcohol. I used to give them my newspaper to sell, didn't matter if they never came back with any money for me. I was happy they sold their CDs. In truth I never bothered to listen to what was on them. But look again at the plethora of goods on his table in the pic above, well stacked and I've observed him execute the proper handling of people as the Black Muslims used to teach. And he's posted up in what could be a very dangerous area. The boyz in the hood gather at the liquor store across the street from him. But he's so cool, humble and diplomatic which is probably why he is still alive.

One day I came by to distribute my newspaper and my grandchildren were with me. I had told them we were going to give out papers to killers in West Oakland where I grew up. When we arrived to Angelo's stand, the brothers were a few feet from him smoking weed. I told my grandson to get out and give them some newspapers. He said, "Grandfather, didn't you say there are killers?" "Grandson, get out and give them some papers. This is my turf, where I grew up, I know every motherfuckin' street in West Oakland and I ain't scared of no motherfucka on my turf. Get yo ass out and give them the newspapers." My grandson got out and gave the brothers the newspaper and returned to my car. We drove off."

In the above narrative, I've given you a lesson on selling and vending. You can do this all over the world. I left San Francisco after the death and memorial of a partner, flew to Seattle WA where they have a homeless paper. Got the paper and went to Pike's Market with their flying fish. Made $400.00 per day at Pike's Market. FYI, from San Francisco to Seattle I sold the homeless paper for $20.00 per copy. Better ax somebody. When I ran out of the homeless paper I'd sell any paper I found, including toilet paper! In San Francisco people called the homeless paper office to inform them a nigga was demanding $20.00 per paper. San Francisco wrote a law against "aggressive panhandling." That law was for me, not the brothers begging for quarters with a styrofoam cup. I have no memory of holding a styrofoam cup to beg for quarters. In fact, when people gave me quarters as they passed by, I threw it at them and hit them in the back.

When I sold at Pike's Market in Seattle and demanded $20.00 per copy, people called the paper office the paper manager told me about the snitches but was happy I was his top salesman as he recorded sales on his computer. I made enough money in Seattle to send my daughter Nefertiti money for her wedding. And you know the black pimps and hustlers are treated like gods by the white women in Seattle, even those Timberline, butch haircut mountain climbing lesbians. Sometimes I sold poster poems of my poems in the downtown area and when they read my For The Women poem, they cried real tears. Their tears humbled me and revealed the power of spoken words, even written words.

I will end with the day I was selling down town Seattle and the black mayor passed by with his entourage

and I told him to "get off my turf!" Some brothers eased up beside me to say, "Yo, Bro, that's the Mayor Bro!"

I didn't give a fuck. Reminded me the night I was hustling in San Francisco's North Beach where hustler's went after Fisherman's Wharf closed, around 9 or 10. Nightlife moved to North Beach so I was on the corner of Columbus and Broadway when Gov. Jerry Brown came by with his entourage on their way to City Lights Bookstore across the street. When I saw the Governor, my Crack/rut gut Night Train or Old English mind said to him, "Jerry Brown, you a motherfucka!" The Governor continued to City Lights with his entourage. But since I was hustling in the same spot when they came back, the Governor asked me, "Why you call me a motherfucka?'

"Jerry Brown, you know you a motherfucka!" The Governor and his entourage continued on into the North Beach night.

Contact information:

Marvin X

Black Vendors Association

510-575-7148

jmarvinx@yahoo.com

www.blackbirdpress.blogspot.com

Tuesday, July 27, 2021

BAM Fest 2021 2 into 1

Sunday, July 25, 2021

Parable of Terry Collins, A Memorial of Revolutionary Love

On today (I borrow the linguistics of Black Christians, alas, I have journeyed among the white Christians and they not use the phrase On today, fact check it), in the Bay Area of San Francisco/Oakland, the black and multi-cultural community came together for the last rites of one of the very best of us, Terry Collins, a strike leader for Black and Ethnic Studies at San Francisco State University, the first major university in American academia that succumbed to Black Power in one anchor of the US military, industrial, university complex. As was pointed out in his memorial today at San Francisco's Afro-American Cultural Center in the Fillmore (once Harlem of the West, now suffering the last vestiges of gentrification), Terry Collins was the most radical of the radicals with his dogmatic Marxism, although somehow Terry escaped the dogmatism of most of his comrades. As was noted by many at today's memorial, Terry was the most diplomatic personas in the radical politics, thus he was able to unite a variety of groups with divergent and diametrically opposed ideologies. As the BSU/Third World Strike leaders have told me, without the unity of Third World groups, the strike for Black and Ethnic Studies would have not be victorious. Of course, and it was repeatedly noted today, the victory to establish Black and Ethnic Studies led directly to the call and implementation of a multiplicity of studies by marginalized communities, including woman, gays, lesbians, Arabs, Native Americans, Asians, Chicano and Latinx, et al.

I repeat, Terry was the most radical of the radicals and he implemented the Communist Central Committee model into the Black Student's Union. Bernard Stringer has told this writer that without the Central Committee model, the strike would have not been successful. Today's speakers from the SFSU strike, i.e., Benny Stewart, Nesbit Crutchfield acknowledged Terry's Marxism gave structure to the BSU that evolved from the Negro Students Association of which I became a member when arriving at SFSU in 1964, after graduating from Oakland's Merritt College and enjoying the camaraderie of Bobby Seale, Huey P. Newton, et al.

Por favor, permit me to cut to the chase to say the critical consensus of today's speakers was that Terry Collins was one of the most beautiful revolutionary souls to walk this earth. Indeed when the Bishop of the St. John Coltrane Church of the Divine shared his brief message, he said that Terry's life modeled the life of Jesus Christ. I bear witness to the Bishop's words as did all the speakers.

As we know, too often a person who has lived a life of debauchery is declared a holy saint in the celebration of their last rites, thus expressing a false narrative. Terry never declared himself nothing other than a revolutionary, and he engaged the multiplicity of persons steeped in narrow minded dogmatic ideology and sectarian religiosity with a civilized decorum.

Thus the community consensus was Terry lived an exemplary life, minus falsehoods and fakery. When I ended the memorial with my Elegy, I told the audience they speakers had said the beauty and truth of my poem and I had no need to be repetitious except his daughter's asked me to read the poem so I did so, knowing it was for the most part a summary in poetic form of the speaker's before me.

No matter, I was honored to put the poetic license on the cake of Terry's wonderful revolutionary life, including his work with the Arab and Palestinian community. Alas, after I read my Elegy and my assistant passed out my 1970 poster poem Palestine, Dr. Rabab Ibrahim Addulhadi, Associate Professor, Ethnic Studies/Race and Resistance Studies, Arab and Muslim Ethnicities, SFSU, honored me with a flag of Palestine and invited me to speak on an upcoming program on Palestine. In her remarks she noted that Terry Collins shall be honored in Palestine for his support for their liberation. I noted to her that I had been scheduled to speak on George Jackson in Palestine at Duke University but I didn't need to explain to her why the event was canceled. FYI, Duke has also invited Dr. Cornel West and myself to participate in a panel discussion on Palestine and Black Americans but after we agreed, Duke has not sent contracts for this event. We don't need to ask why.

Again, I say again, speakers quoted Che Guevera who told us revolution is an act of love. Alas, we revolutionaries of the 60s did what we did in the name love. Only the opportunists sought money and fame, tenure and job opportunities. Many if not most of us were black listed, i.e., white listed, denied job opportunities that would have allowed us to support our families, who often rejected our liberation stance as my son did while I fought to teach Black Studies at Fresno State University, 1969. He said I should have focused on taking care of my family, yet could it be from my struggle to lecture in Black Studies that my son and daughter Nefertiti graduated from Fresno State University. And Black Fresno Police Sargent Jack Kelly RIP, said, "When Marvin X fought to teach at FSU, he made it better for everybody, not only students. Before he came to FSU, Black police officers could not police the white side of town!" As per Marvin X at FSU, Governor Ronald Reagan, upon entering the State College Board of Trustees meeting as President of the Board, was quoted in the Fresno Bee Newspaper as saying, "I want Marvin X off campus by any means necessary." FYI, this same year he had Angela Davis removed from teaching at UCLA because she was a Black Communist. Reagan wanted Marvin X removed because he was a Black Muslim who believed in racial separation and refused to fight in Vietnam. FYI, FSU had a plethora of Mormons teaching who denied blacks the priesthood.

Let us honor Terry by noting that after the SFSU strike for Black and Ethnic Studies that spread nationwide with Columbia University as the East coast model, the University arm of the Military Industrial Complex instituted their fake narrative that Blacks did not initiate the American academic revolution, they gave credit to other ethnicities to dilute Black Power in the deep structure of the US academic revolution. This false narrative has been repeated in the fake news of the New York Times and other monkey mind media down to the present, especially on the 50th anniversary of the Black and Ethnic Studies revolution. But, por favor, after the BSUs that Terry Collins led to establish Black, Ethnic Studies, and other departments of marginalized persons, American Academia instituted its program of de-radicalization of Black Studies. Soon after Black and Ethnic Studies was accepted, the radical founding instructors were eliminated and replaced with tenure-track Negroes, mostly of the pliant variety as opportunists seeking jobs for life. The original mission of Black studies as community education was implemented but was ephemeral, especially when college funds were cut. This occurred at SFSU and elsewhere and the community model of Black studies was declared ancient, replaced with such "other world studies" (Dr. Nathan Hare) as Pan African Studies, Africana Studies, Diaspora Studies, any other world term to escape the original model of community mass education to transcend the mis-education of Blacks as Dr. Carter G. Wilson directed us in his class book by the same name.

Thus Black Studies morphed into the Colonial Education model used in Africa to establish a colonial elite to continuation of Black mis-education. The irony is that when the black radical black studies professors were removed and replace by the tenured negroes, they soon found themselves yet suffering institutional and personal trauma and an ephemeral existence, perennially suffering department funding as per equity with traditional white supremacist departments, i.e., relegated to de facto second class status. At San Francisco State University, a Black Studies and Ethnic Studies Chair declared, "At least we have an out house!" Por favor, did Terry Collins and the SFSU students fight to establish an out house to represent equity? I am so thankful for my relationship with essayist and Black Panther Minister of Information Eldridge Cleaver, yes, I introduced him to Bobby Seale, immediately after he joined the BPP. But upon his return from exile, he hired me to organize his Christian ministry, which I did. But he ordered me to make arrangements for traveling, lodging and speaking on first class basis only. So the Black Studies "out house model'' is not acceptable to revolutionaries, only the colonial elite educators, and sadly this is true for the Black Negro colleges like Morehouse, Spelman, et al. I will not put Howard in this category even though they dismissed my mentor, Sociologist Dr. Nathan Hare. I must give Howard a gold star for retaining my favorite Black Professor, Dr. Greg Carr. I call him the James Brown of Black Studies as he gives his heart body and soul into every lecture.

But let's conclude with the treatment American Academia delivers to those who dare seek employment in its white supremacist institutions. As I noted above, as per Black Studies, the founding radicals were removed, especially those lacking tenure track qualifications. Upon removing the radicals, the administrations made deals with the negroes with tenure track qualifications. Yet, one tenured professor at SFSU wanted me to understand that tenured Negroes suffer the same toxic issues such as high blood pressure experienced in the black community generally. I agree and I have noted elsewhere that case of three female professors (not that toxicity is a gender issue) and UC Berkeley, who did succeed the radical Black Studies Department removed by the Chancellor that ushered in the pliant regime of Black Studies Chair Bill Banks, yet the employment of three of our greatest female minds, i.e., Dr. Barbara Christian, VeVe Clark and June Jordan, did not prevent them from escaping the deadly toxicity of academic white supremacy. They died of cancer at early ages. Their colleague at UC San Diego, Sherley Ann Williams, poet, novelist, critic, tenured without the PhD., perennially bemoaned her isolation and marginalization from her white (mostly female) colleagues at UCD. She used to tell me she hadn't spoken to them in years. Upon her death from asthma and cancer at 51 years old, Dr. William H. Grier, co-author of the 60s classic Black Rage, told his son, Geoffrey, "Tell Marvin, Sherley didn't die from asthma and cancer, she died from white supremacy at UC San Diego."

We love you Terry, but as per Black Studies, we yet suffer the quagmire of mis-education in this toxic environment. Didn't David Walker in his 1829 classic David Walker's Appeal, discuss our wretchedness in consequence of education.

Oh, Terry Revolutionary, may you enjoy peace in revolutionary paradise.

We thank all those who enjoyed this last rite of a true trooper. Ache'.