Thursday, December 5, 2013

Poem by Marvin X: I Am Nelson Mandela


I am Nelson Mandela
I was jailed a thousand years
for thinking a thought called freedom
a thousand years of jail did not taint me one bit
my will is solid
confinement is heaven
I listen to the stars
they guild me to freedom
I smell the moon
keeping my balance
like Harriet Tubman
I could have freed more
if they had known they were slaves
and yet my task was not only slaves
but slave masters as well
Yes, I had to free them of their freedom
freedom to hate
freedom to dominate
freedom to desecrate
full human beings
from the very beginning of humanity
Call us Kafirs
Call us niggers
all the same
the attitude is the same
Israel USA South Africa
Mandela tried to find a better way
Israel is like a kosher hog loving slop
persisting in her inordinacy
blindly wandering on
America the same
kissing the jews asshole
chosen people?
Jesus told you who they are
liars and murderers
"If God were your Father
you would love me
but you seek to kill me
because I tell you the truth"

Apartheid left South Africa
landed in Jerusalem
in the USA
call it the New Jim Crow
the slave system
under the US Constitution
involuntary servitude
Nelson knew it well
the cell of solitude
the cell of wonder
imagination
determination
a thousand years of chains
no wife
no children
to hug and kiss
only destruction by oppressors
as they destroyed themselves
the world of make believe
and Baldwin told me
The murder of my child
will not make your child safe!
They understand no part of nothing
understanding transcends the mentality of white supremacy type I
We must overcome white supremacy type II
Nelson did
slave mentality
passivity
fear is the worst thing
trembling in the boots
crisis in the mind
mental paralysis
anorexia
political and sexual
Dr. Julia Hare taught us
and we pray for her health
as we write.
But Nelson was our dream
we knew the pass system
even here in the Bay
they stopped every nigguh
gave him a pass
the Bay was Apartheid in motion
most never knew this
as they hunted for Patty Hurst and the Zebra killers
Apartheid in America
give me a brake
Apartheid in the schools
workplaces
eating out
shopping
calling for help at the door of white supremacy
knocking in the night when our car crashed

We saw Nelson when he came to Los Angeles
when he came to the Oakland Coliseum
my daughters Nefertiti and Amira
Muhammida just came from Lagos and Accra
says she's out of America
no America for her
She shall be part of the New Africa
the new light of the world
she refuses to be a North American African
caught in the American slave system
Dad, they may not have constant lights and water
in Lagos and Accra
but they don't lynch American Africans on a constant basis
they are not shot in Lagos and Accra for walking while Black
for shopping while black
for loving while black!
Free all political prisoners in America and Africa
Asia and Latin America
Free all the Nelson Mandelas in Angola Attica and Pelican Bay
Free Ruchell Magee
Free  Mumia Abu Jamal
Free Imam Jamil Al-Amin
General Amnesty for the 2.4 million Africans in the American slave system
Ed Howard term!

--Marvin X
12/5/13

Black Bird Press News & Review: The Public Career of Marvin X

Black Bird Press News & Review: The Public Career of Marvin X


Marvin X and Fred Hampton, Jr.
photo Kamau Amen Ra

....Marvin X is a teacher of primeval knowledge, a knower of both street poetry and book poetry. In fact, he combines the two in a powerful way. Each verse is a teach act, each stanza--a class. His use of alliteration, rhymes, assonance, dissonance and free rhymes indicates he has absorbed the teachings of the academy. Yet, the street consciousness lying in the cut of its content links him directly to the poets of the new idiom called Rap....
--James G. Spady

Black Bird Press News & Review: The Public Career of Marvin X

Black Bird Press News & Review: The Public Career of Marvin X


Marvin X and Fred Hampton, Jr.
photo Kamau Amen Ra

....Marvin X is a teacher of primeval knowledge, a knower of both street poetry and book poetry. In fact, he combines the two in a powerful way. Each verse is a teach act, each stanza--a class. His use of alliteration, rhymes, assonance, dissonance and free rhymes indicates he has absorbed the teachings of the academy. Yet, the street consciousness lying in the cut of its content links him directly to the poets of the new idiom called Rap....
--James G. Spady

Black Bird Press News & Review: Oakland's Imam Musa and the American Islamic Revolution

Black Bird Press News & Review: Oakland's Imam Musa and the American Islamic Revolution

Imam Jamil al-Amin, aka H. Rap Brown

June 2000: At a gathering in Baltimore organized by Jamaat al-Muslimeen, Alim Musa spoke about Imam Jamil al-Amin, a Muslim activist who has since been convicted for killing an Atlanta, Georgia, deputy sheriff:
"Al-Amin…turned his ideas, his belief in Islam, into practical solutions for society. And they can't stand that….the Zionist are the same today as they was then. In those days [in Arabia before the ascendance of Islam] they controlled the liquor market in Madina… and the Zionists kept the Arab leaders broke and drunk…the yahud [Jews, in Arabic] were seating back and had each one of them [Arab clans] fighting each other because the leaders was both drunken and they was all in owe (sic) to the same Yahud… he was manipulating the Arabs…then Islam came [and abolished riba, or interest]…"We're the pioneers here of Islam in America… Islam went everywhere in the world… so why can't Islam take over America… We are on the right road."

African Lion Nelson Mandela joins Ancestors at 95

Breaking News: Iconic Leader Nelson Mandela Dead at 95

  

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Reported by Maria Lloyd
CNN.com just broke the devastating news that the world-renowned iconic leader Nelson Mandela has passed away at the age of 95.
The Telegraph reports that his family and friends were by his side as he laid in his deathbed last night. Two of  Mandela’s granddaughters and Bantu Holomisa, a close family friend, were among those seen entering the house in the Johannesburg suburb of Houghton, along with military personnel responsible for the former president’s health.
Mandela’s death comes after several months of being in and out of critical illness throughout 2013. At this moment, there is no exact cause of death. CNN.com reports he was home at the time of his death and his room had been converted into an Intensive Care Unit and overlooked his garden. He received 24-hour care up until his death.


Mandela’s death occurs just as his biopic “Long Walk to Freedom,” starring British actor Idris Elba, screened in London. Mandela’s daughter Zindzi, who attended the screening in London, told reporters that her father had seen some clips of the film. She described the state of his health as “frail” but “fine.” Zindzi also told reporters “My father is fine. He’s 95 years old and he is pretty frail. We are hoping to see more of him.
George W. Bush sent he and his wife’s condolences stating that Mandela “was one of the great forces of freedom and equality of our time.” The media is anticipating statements from President Obama and former President Clinton momentarily.
Mandela is best-known as an anti-apartheid revolutionary and politician who served as President of South Africa from 1994 to 1999. He was the first black South African to hold the office, and the first elected in a fully representative, multiracial election. He leaves behind his wife Graça Machel and eight children (six biological children, two stepchildren).

Dr. Nathan Hare's Foreword to Marvin X's How to Recover from the Addiction to White Supremacy

Marvin X Classic--How to Recover from the Addiction to White Supremacy
Foreword

How to Recover from the Addiction to White Supremacy

By Dr. Nathan Hare

Call him Dr. M, as I do, though I’ve known him by other names in other places and, like Diogenes, who went around holding up a lantern to the faces of the people he would meet in the streets of ancient Athens looking for an honest man, I have come to the realization that we as a people have been waiting and looking for somebody like Dr. M to come along for more than half a century, ever since  America was stunned by The Mark of Oppression (the Jim Crow era book by two white liberal psychiatrists whose findings had brought them to the heartfelt conclusion that the race of people called “Negroes”  was “crushed.”

In only four years after their epitaph was written, Negroes (now called “blacks,” “Blacks,” “Afro-Americans,” “African-Americans,” or as Dr. M sometimes calls them “American Africans”) had exploded in Montgomery with passive resistance.  In four more years the “sit-in movement” broke out among the youth, followed like a one-two punch by the so-called “freedom riders” (roving bands of individuals who boarded and defied the segregation of interstate vehicles and included a future student of mine on spring break from Howard University by the name of Stokely Carmichael).  Then came “Black Power,” in the context of which I first heard of a man who had metamorphosed from the slave-name Marvin Jackmon into a prominent “North American African poet” who went by the name of Marvin X (the X connoting “the unknown”).

While, despite the fact that I have known him through the intervening years, I cannot unravel every single quality of the brother, I can testify that Dr. M is a brand new Marvin, a Dr. Marvin, a social doctor, if you will, with a gift and a mission for a new black movement. I know this to be true because, aside from my Ph.D. and years of experience in the practice of clinical psychology, I specialized in the study of social movements for a Ph.D. in sociology at the University of Chicago.  But more than that, I have watched a dedicated Dr. M, up close and clinically, going about his fearless work in the mean streets of San Francisco.  

Over a period of many months, on many a dark and dreary sometimes rainy Wednesday night, I served as a consultant in clinical psychology to Dr. M’s “Black Reconstruction Group” (the pilot to his twelve-step model now unveiled in this important book on “How to Recover from Addiction to White Supremacy.” In the Recovery Theatre’s pilot groups, I sat with diverse and ad hoc coteries of men and women gathered impromptu in the austere basement of a Catholic church, St. Boniface, located in the heart of The Tenderloin, the highest crime district in San Francisco, just down a few blocks from the famous Glide Memorial Methodist Church.  Many a night I marveled at the ease with which Dr. M and his talented co-facilitator, Suzette Celeste brought out trickles of lost and unleashed hope and inspiration in the minds of destitute and degraded street people as well as in the confused and empty psyches of invited members of the black bourgeoisie who, still trying to be unbroken, had come where not many “bourgies” would dare to tread.

On many an appointed night I stood by silently looking on while Dr. M and his collaborators sauntered out into the shadowy mysteries of dilapidated streets to solicit and harness hapless homeless men and a woman or two and bring them in to meet as equals with the anxious representatives of the black bourgeoisie who had dared to cross momentarily back over their tentative territorial and social boundaries.  This of course is not recommended for the feeble or the fainthearted; because, until the revolution comes, or the proletariat triumphs, there will be difficulties and perils in chance encounters of the social classes.  So I must hasten to explain that a security conscious Dr. M was operating within a safety net of collaborators competent in the martial arts; like Geoffrey Grier, who has been an international martial arts competitor and is a son of a black psychiatrist, Dr. William Grier, coauthor with Dr. Price Cobb of the late 1960s blockbuster, Black Rage.

At the moment when the oppressed have had enough, their rage will explode --  Fanon had warned us in The Wretched of the Earth -- and it is at that moment, at the very point of mental and spiritual coagulation and defeat, when they will come together and rise.  Frantz Fanon went on to tell of a category of reconstruction groups called “’djemaas’ (village assemblies) of northern Africa or in the meetings of western Africa, tradition demands that the quarrels which occur in a village should be settled in public. It is communal self-criticism, of course, and with a note of humor, because everybody is relaxed, and because in the last resort we all want the same things. But the more the intellectual imbibes the atmosphere of the people, the more completely he abandons the habits of calculation, of unwonted silence, of mental reservations, and shakes the spirit of concealment. And it is true that already at that level we can say that it spreads its own light and its own reason.”

However, psychiatric authority for a self-help peer group focus on individual feelings (or addiction) in relation to white supremacy became available anew in the late 1960s, when Jeffrey Grier’s father, Dr. William H. Grier, and his collaborator, Dr. Price M. Cobbs, published Black Rage.   Dr. Grier has also consulted with Dr. M and his Recovery Theatre around the time of the pilot trial run of the first “Black Reconstruction Groups.”  According to Grier and Cobbs, in the “Introduction to the Paperback Edition” of Black Rage, “The most important aspect of therapy with blacks, we are convinced, is that racist mistreatment must be echoed and underlined as a fact, an unfortunate fact, but a most important fact – a part of reality. Dissatisfaction with such mistreatment is to be expected, and one’s resentment should be of appropriate dimensions” among black warriors who would exact retribution.  “Psychiatry for such warriors,” Grier and Cobbs went on to explain, should aim to “keep them fit for the duty at hand and healthy enough to enjoy the victories” that are likely to emerge.

Fitness for duty is a pleasant but likely side effect of Dr. M’s “Black Reconstruction Groups” working to free the minds of persons addicted to white supremacy.  This no doubt is no doubt why they do not limit themselves in their group sessions to expressions of resentment of racist mistreatment and dissatisfaction but also calmly allow its hidden effects, which often remain unconscious in the way in which the relentless karate chops of white supremacy have killed our dreams on a daily basis and shattered our ability to love, to feel loved, to love ourselves and therefore one another. I listened with much satisfaction as Dr. M and his assemblies delved into the depths of fractured feelings and emotions of the brokenhearted in order to help them come to terms with betrayal, jealousy and rage, in their moving endeavors to learn to love again.

And so it is that you will find many a reference to love in How to Recover from the Addiction to White Supremacy. This includes, for instance, “Women Who Love” and the motivations of the men who love them. 

Dr. M’s own fitness for duty is complex, unique and variegated.  According to James W. Sweeney, "Marvin  walked through the muck and mire of hell and came out clean as white fish and black as coal." Marvin can boast of “a Ph.D. in Negrology,” as he puts it,” the study of nigguhs” issued by the University of Hardknocks’s College of Hell), based on twelve years of research , independent study , and practicum in San Francisco's Tenderloin and other unlettered social laboratories throughout the United States.  

There may still be hope, if it pleases  you, for Dr. M to join the white man’s system of miseducation and mental health care, when we consider that psychologists, including one of my mentors, the late Dr. Carlton Goodlett, at first were “grandfathered” in when the licensure of psychologists was started in the state of California.  Later came the oral exam (conversational, not dental), followed in time by an essay exam, before the boom in “standardized “ multiple choice tests for which workshops were offered to prepare you for a fee, causing excellent practitioners, especially black ones, to be blocked from licensure until they found out and forked over whopping workshop fees . 

There is also a burgeoning market opening up in “clinical sociology” and “sociological practice” still cutting out its slice of the marketplace and finding its way in matters of licensure and credentialing in the field of sociology. But here it may be important to say that the self-help peer group does not require a sociological or a mental health professional, any more than the primordial AA groups from which the mental health profession has profited and learned. Dr. M is a social “doctor” (which etymologically means “teacher”) grappling with a social problem, white supremacy and its punishing residue in the minds of oppressed black individuals and white oppressors who have chosen to reject and come to places where their fathers lied. Oppressors pure and simple, who accept white supremacy, must be dealt with in a later context, as you will not very well be able to keep them in a Black Reconstruction or White Supremacy Destruction Group (or White Supremacy Deconstruction, if you will).

Much in the manner of Hegel in his essay on “Master and Slave,” Marvin senses that the oppressor distorts his own mind as well as the mind of the oppressed. Hence Type I and Type II White Supremacy Addiction. White sociologists and the late black psychologist, Bobby Wright, converged in their findings of pathological personality traits (“the authoritarian personality” and “the racial psychopathic personality,” as Bobby put it). 

But if Hegel was correct in his notion that the oppressor cannot free the slave, that the slave must force the oppressor’s hand, then it is Type II White Supremacy Addiction which if not more resistant to cure, must occupy our primary focus. Type II White Supremacy may be seen as a kind of “niggeritis” or “Negrofication” growing out of an over-identification with the master, who is white. As in any disorder severity of symptoms may vary from mild to moderate or severe.  

As Frantz Fanon put it when he spoke for the brother with jungle fever in Black Skin, White Mask: “I wish to be regarded as white. If I can be loved by the white woman who is loved by the white man, then I am white like the white man; I am a full human being.” In the twisted mental convolution of a brother in black skin behind a white mask, Fanon observed a “Negro dependency complex” independently chronicled in my own Black Anglo Saxons (black individuals with white minds in black bodies). They struggle to look, think, talk and walk white by day, then go to sleep at night and dream that they will wake up white. They refuse to realize that no matter what they may ever do they will never get out of the black race alive.

On the other hand, you are going to be seeing “nouveau blacks” and lesser Afrocentrics -- who faithfully and unquestionably follow twelve-month years and endeavor even to blackenize the twelve disciples of Jesus Christ -- jumping up to question Dr. M’s re-africanization of the “Twelve Steps” model for “using the Eurocentric twelve steps,” but they forget  that the very effort to be practical and collective is the original African way.  In any event, we must build on whites as whites have built on us, taking the best of the West and leaving the rest alone.  But Dr. M has expressly and creatively added a thirteenth step; for his goal is not just recovery but discovery, his goal is not just to change the individual but to change the individual to get ready to change the world.

Meanwhile there is one thing on which we can all agree:  in any serious attempt to solve the bitter mental ravages of white supremacy, we must face the unadulterated fact that we are limited when we look to the institutionalized “profession” and their professional “providers.”  This of course is not to say that the institutionalized professionals cannot be helpful. Dr. M is quick to point out that a self-help peer group cannot cure all the diverse neuroses and psychoses that afflict us. Indeed he goes so far as to suggest that some of us “may need to be committed.”

The late Queen Mother Moore (who loved to boast that she had “gone as far as the fourth grade, and stayed in school too long to learn anything”) delighted in going around deconstructing our “slave mentalities” and saying somebody needs to “do some surgery on these Negro minds” – in which Queen Mother had diagnosed a chronic condition she called “oppression psychoneurosis.” Queen Mother Moore was basically joking, that is, laughing to keep from crying, but it is no joke that mental health professionals, operating under the medical model, think nothing of seeing a person suffering from a psychosocial problem and not only treating the victim instead of the problem but – much in the manner of any addict or drug pusher– use or apply chemicals and sometimes chemical abuse to deal with the inability of the “patient” to feel good in a bad place and thrive, to try to  “have heart” in a heartless world. Many people are unaware to this very day that the practice once was rampant for psychiatrists to treat a person with chronic mental maladies by subjecting them to lobotomies cutting off a portion of their brains. Shock treatment was another method – you’re shocked by life, let’s shock your brain, Senator Eagleton (who later ran for the vice-presidency in the 1970s on the ticket with George McGovern).

It should never have been any surprise that the mental health profession would be of only partial help in reconstructing the psychic consequences of centuries of prolonged brainwashing and subjugation (this is not to mention “Sicko” and what we know of the crippling new effects of “managed care” on the medical profession). Many mental health experts, the overwhelming majority of them white, have long suggested that the “medical model” may be inappropriate in the treatment of the psychological, not to mention, sociological components of mental illness. 

But you don’t have to be a mental health professional or a sociologist to know that we can no longer restrict our search for healing to professional shrinks, raring back in executive chairs and carpeted suites stocked with “psychometric instruments” standardized on the white middle class, far removed from the realities of the concrete social milieu of afflicted and homeless black “subjects” living lives of hardship and subjugation, with no assurance of available treatment.
 
Even when they are “insured they are limited to the care and treatment some insurance clerk is willing to “authorize.”  In matters of mental health, this typically will include a few sessions of “fifty minute hours” of “talk therapy” before leaving with a prescription or chemical palliative to dull agony and the pain but not the punishment of life on the skids in a sick society.

The hour is up and time is running out, black people, but white supremacy is not. We are living now in the final and highest stage of racism and white supremacy.  We’ve let our struggle slip back while sitting in classrooms and conferences crooning about “afrocentricity” and ancient African glories that have gone forever.

We have come now to a crossroads. We have lost control of our children’s minds, our future.  We have lost their respect, and appear to be on a collision course to a war of words between the black generations, in which hip-hop youth disparage and mock our language, our music and our humanity with a creativity and a rime and a rhythm we can’t fathom, let alone equal in our pitifully fruitless endeavors to eliminate the “n-word” and box with the black-on-black random violence of dissocialized youth who have concluded that adults and their leaders cannot or will not fight the power.  Who knows but it may be that Dr. M’s movement of recovery from addiction to and from white supremacy is offering us a final and effective chance to begin to “sit down together,” to get together and get our heads together.    
 
Marvin X's How to Recover from the Addiction to White Supremacy is available from Black Bird Press, 1222 Dwight Way, Berkeley, CA 94702.

Notes from the Master Teacher of Black Studies: Dr. Nathan Hare, sociologist, clinical psychologist

 
 
Marvin,
 
Knowing how much a little learning can be a dangerous thing, I hasten to add that there had been no promise of demography to Edwards on my part – indeed, it was years before I figured that part out. As a matter of fact, one day Prof. Edwards happened to come by the University of Chicago Population Center, where I was a graduate student research assistant for Prof. Duncan in 1960. Prof. Edwards was in the company of a former Howard professor who had moved on to teach at the University of Chicago in the Political Science. Dudley’s wife, my immediate supervisor, came upstairs with them and introduced them to me. It was I who naively informed them that I was going to teach at Howard when I finished my studied for the Ph.D. They said, “well, when you finish let us know.” That evening I wrote my mother that I was going to be teaching at Howard, which was a big thing then, without considering they’d have to have an opening, as I had no doubt they would hire me if they did. Actually, I had turned down a chance to be the first and only fulltime Negro on the teaching faculty of Colorado State at Fort Collins, though my duties would expectedly include research in collective behavior, the field in which I had taken my special field exam. Howard was offering 40 per cent less,, but the head guy from Colorado (they had come to Chicago to interview me etc.) called over and over saying you’re making a mistake, talk to your family and friends, why don’t you name a salary. I had a plan and went to Howard expressly to make Howard students more concerned and aware of the black condition, and other black college students would emulate them and they would be the leading Negroes if not the Negro leaders and have an impact on the entire race. Such was the naïve hopes of a young black man living isolated in the cemetery of  whiteness as a graduate student making the decision to go to Howard against everybody’s advice accusing me of holding back racial progress by not taking the opportunity to integrate Colorado State. One night it broke up a party of friends and acquaintances who had gathered to say goodbye, and it ended my friendship with two individuals to this day.
 
Nathan
 

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Black Bird Press News & Review: Marvin X Now Available for Bookings for Black History Month, 2014

Black Bird Press News & Review: Marvin X Now Available for Bookings for Black History Month, 2014


Marvin X‘s newest book, “Eldridge Cleaver: My Friend, The Devil” is an important Expose!, not only of whom his good friend really was… (I confess I thought something like that, in less metaphysical terms, from the day we met, at San Francisco State, 1967) But also of whom Marvin was/is. Now, Marvin has confessed to being Yacub, whom Elijah Muhammad taught us was the “evil big head scientist” who created the devil. (Marvin’s head is very large for his age.)
What is good about this book is Marvin’s telling us something about who Eldridge became as the Black Panther years receded in the rear view mirror. I remember during this period, when I learned that Marvin was hanging around Cleaver even after he’d made his televised switch from anti-capitalist revolutionary to Christian minister, denouncing the 3rd World revolutionaries and the little Marxism he thought he knew, while openly acknowledging beating his wife as a God given male prerogative, I said to Marvin, “I thought you was a Muslim” . His retort, “Jesus pay more money than Allah, Bro”, should be a classic statement of vituperative recidivism.
But this is one of the charms of this memoir. It makes the bizarre fathomable. Especially the tales of fraternization with arguably the most racist & whitest of the Xtian born agains with Marvin as agent, road manager, co-conspirator-confessor, for the post-Panther – very shot- out Cleaver. It also partially explains some of Cleaver’s moves to get back in this country, he had onetime denounced, and what he did after the big cop out. Plus, some of the time, these goings on seem straight out hilarious. Though frequently, that mirth is laced with a sting of regret. Likewise, I want everyone to know that I am writing this against my will, as a favor to Yacub.
—Amiri Baraka.
Newark, 5/13/09

Black Bird Press News & Review: Marvin X Now Available for Bookings for Black History Month, 2014

Black Bird Press News & Review: Marvin X Now Available for Bookings for Black History Month, 2014



Marvin X has been teaching for a long time. He has established his tenacity. As one of the founders of the Black Arts Movement (BAM), he became a teacher in an emerging field called Black Studies. Like Sonia Sanchez, Amiri Baraka, Larry Neal, Askia Toure and others, Marvin X both contributed to and later taught those pivotal courses that constituted a new discipline.

For the last thirty years, this gifted poet, journalist, dramatist, oral historian (he appears to be the only participant in the Black Arts Movement that conducted intensive and extensive oral interviews with the key participants, as well as international political, cultural and educational leaders)and teacher, has established an unusual record. Marvin X has taught at the University of California at San Diego, Mills College, San Francisco State University, Fresno State University,
Laney and Merritt Colleges in Oakland, University of Nevada,Reno, and the University of California at Berkeley.--James G. Spady, Philadelphia PA

Today Marvin X conducts his method of teaching at Academy of da Corner, 14th and Broadway, downtown Oakland--the most dangerous classroom in the world! Call for an appointment with Doctor M. 510-200-4164

Black Bird Press News & Review: The Public Career of Marvin X

Black Bird Press News & Review: The Public Career of Marvin X:



Marvin X has been teaching for a long time. He has established his tenacity. As one of the founders of the Black Arts Movement (BAM), he became a teacher in an emerging field called Black Studies. Like Sonia Sanchez, Amiri Baraka, Larry Neal, Askia Toure and others, Marvin X both contributed to and later taught those pivotal courses that constituted a new discipline.

For the last thirty years, this gifted poet, journalist, dramatist, oral historian (he appears to be the only participant in the Black Arts Movement that conducted intensive and extensive oral interviews with the key participants, as well as international political, cultural and educational leaders)and teacher, has established an unusual record. Marvin X has taught at the University of California at San Diego, Mills College, San Francisco State University, Fresno State University, Laney and Merritt Colleges in Oakland, University of Nevada,Reno, and the University of California at Berkeley.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Is Marvin X America's Plato, Rumi, Mark Twain, Malcolm X?





Marvin X has been known by many names throughout his writing and social activist career of five decades. Coming across the border from Mexico while underground and sought by the FBI for refusing to serve in Vietnam, he was Elijah Muhammad, using the birth certificate of Elijah Muhammad’s grandson of the same name, who he had met while exiled in Mexico City. His first Arabic teacher, Ali Sharif Bey, named him Nazzam which means organizer or systematizer . Ali said a poet creates a system of mythology with his work.

After observing Marvin X on the street, Ishmael Reed said, “If  you want to learn about motivation and inspiration, don’t spend all that money going to workshops and seminars, just go stand at 14th and Broadway, downtown Oakland and watch Marvin X at work. He’s Plato teaching on the streets of Oakland.”

One of his students, Ptah Allah El, says “The works of Plato Negro prove to be a major contribution to the field of African philosophy. These works provide a model for a standard approach toward reflective thinking and critical analysis for African people, still trying to define their own philosophical worldview…..”

As per Rumi, Bob Holman of the Bowery Poetry Club, NYC, commented, “Marvin X is the USA’s Rumi…. X’s poems vibrate, whip, love in the most meta—and physical ways imaginable and un-. He’s got the humor of Pietri, the politics of Baraka, and the spiritual Muslim grounding that is totally new in English—the ecstasy of Hafiz, the wisdom of Saadi.  It’s not unusual for him to have a sequence of shortish lines followed by a culminating line that stretches a quarter page—it is the dance of the dervishes, the rhythms of a Qasida.

“He is a Master Teacher in many fields of thought—religion and psychology, sociology and anthropology, history and politics, literature and the humanities. He is a needed counselor, for he knows himself on the deepest of personal levels and he reveals that self to us, that w might be his beneficiaries…. One of America’s great story tellers. I’d put him ahead of Mark Twain.”—Rudolph Lewis

He’s the new Malcolm X! Nobody’s going to talk about his book (s) out loud, but they’ll hush hush about them. He’s very straight and plain….—Jerri Lange, author Jerri, A Black Woman’s Life in the Media

Declaring Muslim American literature as a field of study is valuable because by re-contextualizing it will add another layer of attention to Marvin X’s incredibly rich body of work. Muslim American literature begins with Marvin X. –Dr. Mohja Kahf

In terms of modernist and innovative, he’s centuries ahead of anybody I know.—Dennis Leroy Moore, Brecht Forum, New York

Monday, December 2, 2013

Do You remember when we were ignut students, especially at white colleges and universities?


Comrades, do you remember when we were ignut students, especially in white academia? We thought we knew everything, especially after taking a few classes in white supremacy civilization. We just knew our parents were stupid and ignut and we were the wisest of all people, our youth blinding us to reality as we proceeded to become edumaked in white supremacy mythology. Those of you who attended San Francisco State College/University, surely can recall how we played bid whist in the cafeteria and totally disrespected the Nation of Islam's Brother Edward who was trying to get us deaf, dumb and blind students to get an understanding of our Aboriginal mythology. We cursed and some of us wanted to spit on Brother Edward, a man who almost single handedly recruited a generation of Muslims from San Francisco State U, UC Berkeley, San Jose State U and other bay area colleges and universities. Those of us who finally heeded Brother Edward and made our way into the Nation of Islam should forever honor and respect Ancestor Brother Edward for saving us from being eternally deaf dumb and blind.

As per the white man's teachings, we were guilty as black students of today who were best described by Amiri Baraka, "We send them to colleges and universities and they come back hating us and everything we're about, except they don't know what we're about!"

And so it is, today's students are so "bright" they know absolutely everything and their networking is "original" and must be accepted by OGs who are totally out of the loop in the present era.

It is as though our knowledge of the past is of no use, since we know nothing and our little children fresh out of the womb know everything, especially those taught by white perverts and anti-lifers who favor global drone murder and NSA spying on American citizens. Of course the so called Negro tenured professors fare no better since they can only be described as a motley crew of intellectuals in perpetual crisis, chasing dysfunctional African wisdom and Anceint bones around the pyramids, in the process neglecting dry bones in the hoods suffering homicide and the New Jew Crow.

There is little or no program for Dry Bones so he languishes in jail and prison cells, while his natural mate suffers identity crisis and a mate crisis, even while acquiring the best of  white supremacy edumakion, B.A., M.A., MBA, PhD, etc.

As my dad (RIP) said of me and my generation, we were so smart we outsmarted ourselves, we say of the present generation, and this is indeed one of our smartest generations, after all they are products of the information age, they can goole the world on their cell phone. Some of the books that took us twenty years to read, they read in one semester.

True, this generation has a plethora of millionaires and even billionaires, a few can be called conscious but most are simply capitalist exploiters who care not if their products are made from slave labor. They make tennis shoes for 50 cents then sell them in the hood for $200.00, some youth are killed for their gear.

Comrades, we who are now 70, 80 years old, know we have changed some of our thinking and acting since we were in our twenties. Just remember how arrogant and boastful we were, our abysmal level of ignunce. We can be proud our generation took our liberation to a higher level. We now pass the baton to the present generation and hope they will avoid some of our pitfalls and especially our contradictions.
--Marvin X
12/2/13

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Marvin X (Jackmon) came into black consciousness as a student at Oakland's Merritt College, along with fellow students Huey Newton and Bobby Seale. Marvin, Huey, Bobby and other students such as Ernest Allen, Maurice Dawson, Kenny Freeman, Carol Freeman, Richard Thorne, Ann Williams, Isaac Moore, et al., studied in peer groups independent of the college that had few classes on anything Black.
This group of students were influenced by the African American Association, headed by Donald Warden, Esq, aka Khalid Abdullah Tariq Al Mansour.

Don't Say Pussy or the Psycholinguistic Crisis of North American Africans



Don't Say Pussy

Don’t say pussy
just beat your woman half to death
because you own her
she yo private property
don't say pussy
just gang rape from America to Africa
from the streets of Richmond to the DA's office
don't say pussy
that's a nasty word
just cut off clitoris
it's African tradition
and we african to the bone
don't say pussy
let AIDS infect the world
but don't say pussy
say vagina
cunt
anything but pussy
say cat
dog
boo
anything but pussy
nastiest word in creation
we presume
don't say pussy
just be a church ho
jezebel in the temple
don't say pussy
people might understand
it's a woman's body not man's
not his pussy but hers
24/7 she owns it
you don't have a pussy
you don't have a pussy
pussy man
get the concept baby boy
now you got 25 to life for rape
don't say pussy
say asshole from now on
don't say pussy
abuse yo wife cause she gave up some
to yo buddy
only after you fucked her best friend
but don't say pussy
cause you own it
paid for it
got it legal
not in the alley
in yo house
so abuse it accuse it
but don't say it
send yo woman to the hospital
two black eyes
why not kill her cause she gave it up
in a revenge fuck
you taught her to say
"You don't have no evidence
I gave it up"
you told her that many times
on yo pussy runs
but don't say pussy
in anger management class
court mandated
since you so warped
wanna beat her
why not beat the white man
beat yo boss
not yo woman, yo pussy
you love so much
but it's gone now
ain't coming back
you so crude and rude
don't say pussy
just think about it.
think about who taught you pussy was dirty, nasty
the church, the pope, the bishop fucking little boys
what he know bout pussy
ain't pussy God's mother
holy Mary mother of God
who taught you pussy was nasty, funky
was it religions of men
wanting control of women and the fruit of their womb
control of property
control of the world
who are these men
did they come from women
did women teach them this madness
was it her breast milk
her kindness
wiping their asses
snotty noses
was it mama's hands taught them this
yet they hate pussy
will beat it to death, throw it in the Bay, on the roadside, in the woods
in the backyard, in the wall
what kind of people are these
constructing a world to hate pussy
the very thing that gave them life
won't let it be free
want to cage it box it handcuff it tie it up in the closet
what manner of man is this
what beast what cave animal what dog
still cave acting in the modern world
actually hating that which he loves
some kind of schizophrenic devil

can't do without pussy for five minutes
he wants to cum
wants some head
wants some yeah pussy
wants some ass
wants wants wants
but hates hates hates pussy
a sick man really
go to the pussy doctor
not the gyno but the psycho
talk to him bout yo problem
why you so warped demented deranged
want to get violent over her pussy
that you can't own no matter what the papers say
no matter how much you pay on yo pussy bill
you can't own it dog
don't think you own it for a minute cause you don't you can't
it's not yours to own baby boy
get a life a real life in a hurry
before the end of the world
don't you see it coming
and you still stuck on stupid
go be dead in this life
dead in the hereafter
be careful
pussy gives life and pussy takes life
you can't beat it
too strong
you lose in the end
pussy always wins
pussy bad
better ax somebody.
go get a healing!


from the Mythology of Pussy and Dick (expanded version circa 400 pages)  by Marvin X, Black Bird Press, 2014

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Black Bird Press News & Review: Marvin X Now Available for Bookings for Black History Month, 2014

Black Bird Press News & Review: Marvin X Now Available for Bookings for Black History Month, 2014



"Marvin X is still the undisputed king of black consciousness!"
--Dr. Nathan Hare, the Black Think Tank

"Marvin X was my teacher. Many of our comrades came through his Black Arts Theatre: Bobby Seale, Eldridge Cleaver, Emory Douglas, Samuel Napier!"
--Dr. Huey P. Newton, co-founder, Black Panther Party