Wednesday, October 16, 2019
Tuesday, October 15, 2019
Thursday, October 10, 2019
Syria: Marvin X and John Woodford
On Thu, Oct 10, 2019 at 9:00 AM, John Woodfordwrote: I agree with your conclusion. The presence of 25 - 150 US soldiers is alleged to be a critical commitment by the oil-rabid Dems and Repugs to the extent that they agitate for escalation of violence which they excuse by wringing their hands about the need to avoid "abandoning an ally".
Trump is foul, but his reluctance to go into war adventurism--probably a reflection of the fact that he has earned his dough in the civilian vs. military section of our economy -- is the only redeeming feature he has shown. And it's an important one.
Fewer than 3% of the Kurdish people live in Syria. Anyone sincerely concerned about Kurdish survival would look elsewhere to demonstrate their support.Syria is a sovereign state, and anyone sincerely interested in forestalling Turkish incursions in Syria would press for a firm international guarantee of the integrity of Syria's borders in consultation with the Syrian government.Furthermore, when they talk of "abandoning allies," shouldn't the reactionary and the liberal US elements be confronted with the facts of what's happening right now with many million more of their "allies" in the Iraqi government they set up?Iraq is in crisis. And that is what the US left and right oil hawks, and their bunker state of Israel, relish to see as a result of their policies and actions not just in Iraq and Syria, but in Lebanon, Libya, Egypt, Iran, Afghanistan, Sudan, Venezuela and elsewhere. Dismemberment, chaos, economic crisis, destruction of infrastructure, and deaths to millions via starvation, disease and warfare--- that has been the "gift" of imperialist "support" to the Middle East and Central Asia.
On Thu, Oct 10, 2019 at 4:40 AM Marvin X Jackmon <jmarvinx@yahoo.com> wrote:When I asked my eleven year old grandson to deconstruct the Syrian quagmire, he was overwhelmed after I identified the plethora of characters in this theater of war that is very personal to me and my grandson. FYI, my son won a Fulbright fellowship to the University of Damascus. He gave me intimate details of his education in Syria and his studies at the American University in Egypt. He graduated from the University of California, Berkeley with a BA in Arabic and Middle Eastern Literature. Although I taught him and my other children Elementary Arabic, I never encouraged any of them to go to college and definitely not to study Arabic or Islamic literature. How ironic since I am considered the father of the genre Muslim American literature, according to Dr.Mohja Kahf. I was recently interviewed by Duke University Professor Ellen Mcellaney for her chapter on me in her forthcoming book Blacks in American Muslim literature. She has invited me to read my poetry at Duke in January 2020.
But as per Syria, it is personal, not only because my son studied there before his transition to Paradise, but my association with Syrian poet/professor Dr. Mohja Kahf has endeared me to the Syrian struggle for liberation. I am horrified to see the destruction of this ancient land caught in global geopolitics.As my grandson could not deconstruct the myriad characters in this Syrian drama, how many of you can? Who is not this in the Middle Eastern geopolitical quagmire? For sure the USA is there, Russia, Iran, Israel, Saudi Arabia, Turkey, Issis, Hezbollah, Al Quida, et al.
As a black man who spoke fluent Arabic, my son told me the USA tried to recruit him on a daily basis, especially since he liked to swim at the American Embassy.And the Syrian secret police interrogated him daily as well. Why was he swimming at the American Embassy? Why was he hanging around those filthy Palestinians?My son noted the salvery conditions of the Africans in Syria, especially those whose passports were seized and thus were doomed to virtual slavery.At the present moment, the American Left and Right are condemning President Trump for pulling out 25 US military personnel from the Kurdish stronghold. We applaud Trump for recognizing that after wasting 8 trillion dollars, the USA's effort has been an abysmal failure. Imagine, 8 trillion dollars lost in the desert sands of the Middle East and America cannot secure her borders from every filthy unclean bird! The global migrants at the US borders are the blowback of American imperialism and globalism. What goes around comes around. And yes, the chicken's come home to roost!--MARVIN X10/10/19
Sunday, October 6, 2019
Marvin X on Alice Walker's Ministry of Poetry
Tonight we were blessed to enjoy Alice Walker's Hard Times Require Furious Dancing: An Evening with Alice Walker & Friends
Executive Producer Alice Walker
Producer Liza J. Rankow
Featuring WolfHawkJaguar & Osunfemi Wanbi Njeri
One Life Institute event
After the welcome and blessings by Liza Rankow, founder of the One Life Institute, Alice Walker took the mike and began her Ministry of Poetry. Her mighty radical spirit was softened by her womanist persona that in quiet tones spoke on the dire human condition today and the need to transcend this global spiritual depression. She said we must not only do a physical dance but a mental and spiritual dance of healing through radical action. Yes, she is in the tradition of the artistic freedom fighter! She read a poem on a mural at San Francisco's Women Center. Five of the painters were in the house and she acknowledged them. Then she read a poem on the death of her dog and how the death of her dog affected her. She rejected another little who came into her presence while she was in mourning. We cannot take the love of dogs lightly these, for many people, young and old, dogs are all the love we have. She said dogs are loyal and faithful.
Then she spoke again on the human condition. How did we get to such a dreadful moment on this earth? Imagine, we live in a time when someone can come into this room and kill us all!
Then in the most democratic tradition of African spirituality, she invited anyone to share. A dancer/poet shared in graceful movements of love and joy.
When Minister of Poetry Alice Walker saw
our beloved Belvie Rooks seated next to the Most Honorable Rev. E of Science of Mind Church, Alice called up Belvie who shared a poem of grief on the lost of her partner Dedan, a revolutionary Brother we all miss.
When Rev Walker asked again for someone to share, I went to the mike and shared my Parable of the Heart, from my latest book Notes of Artistic Freedom Fighter Marvin X. Soon after the music and dancing began. After my star student Dr. Ayodele Nzinga, who had invited me, introduced the band and dancing began, we made our exit from the Lake Merritt Boat House into the hot summer night of the Bay Area's Indian Summer.
--MARVIN X
10/6/19
Trump doesn't give a damn about impeachment
Trump is a rich, arrogant bastard who has reached the height of his desire to be an actor, clown, a fool. Isn't it obvious he doesn't give a damn about the Constitution? He's a New York gangsta, the don, a bully. As in classic drama, his hubris is the tragic flaw of his ultimate self destruction. He openly called upon the Chinese to investigate Biden and his son, taunting the Democratic party to enhance their impeachment charges.
Trump is a hero to white nationalists, especially the undercover pseudo liberal white nationalists! How many millions of dollars did he raise on his recent visit to pseudo liberal California? Guard against being deceived!
The Democrats can rant with their whistle blowers and proceed with the impeachment charges but it is hot air that the Republican controlled Senate will likely disfuse and dismiss.
Trump will then go on to win by a landslide. The American people love gangstas, killers, thieves and robbers. They have no penchant for the good man and woman. What did the people shout as the savior was hanging between the two thieves? Give us the thieves and away with Him!
The Democratic party radical agenda of free everything is pure poppycock, full of sound and fury signifying nothing. It is totally nonsensical and nobody but damn fools on the low information vibration will be duped by the mantra vote for me, I will set you free, free food, housing, health care, college education, no taxation except for the rich. Free the borders, let all come who will, free everything for migrants, housing, schooling, health care. What sane person will go for this? Let me sell you the Golden Gate bridge.
In short, we are caught between twiddle dum dum dum dum and twiddle dee.
What is the black agenda for the next fifty to one hundred years? Let's pursue our agenda and avoid drinking the Kool Aid of another Jim Jones charlatan on the Right or Left. After 400 years, we stand at the crossroads. Shall we walk on solid ground to the promised land or continue to the precipice of illusions to be cursed by our children. Pharaoh of any stripe cannot save the children of Israel. Pharaoh has nothing for you but more slavery, suffering and death. Ain't 400 years enough? Don't be duped by Pharaoh's magicians, the gatekeepers willing to help keep you in bondage another 400 years so they can enjoy kibbles and bits.
--MARVIN X
Wednesday, October 2, 2019
Marvin X reading at University of Chicago Sun Ra Conference, 2015
Photo Burrell Sunrise
MX and SFSU students in Davey D's class
Photo Davey D
Seated Dr Nathan Hare, first chair of black and Ethnic Studies at SFSU. Standing, L to R: BSU strike leader Benny Stewart, G Money, Rev George Murray, strike leader, BSU co-founder Marvin X
Photo Adam Turner
BSU strike leader Benny Stewart, BSU co-founders Mar'yam Wadai and Marvin X
Photo Adam Turner
On October 7, San Francisco State University will celebrate the 50th anniversary of the Black and Third World Strike for Black and Ethnic Studies. Marvin X will read poetry at this event. He was a member of the Negro Students Association, 1964, that morphed into the Black Students Union and laid the vision for the Strike.
Photo Burrell Sunrise
MX and SFSU students in Davey D's class
Photo Davey D
Seated Dr Nathan Hare, first chair of black and Ethnic Studies at SFSU. Standing, L to R: BSU strike leader Benny Stewart, G Money, Rev George Murray, strike leader, BSU co-founder Marvin X
Photo Adam Turner
BSU strike leader Benny Stewart, BSU co-founders Mar'yam Wadai and Marvin X
Photo Adam Turner
Ex-Striker poets and writers read from their works on the Strike
Date:
Monday, October 07, 2019 to Thursday, October 10, 2019
Ex-Striker poets and writers read from their works on the Strike. Three nights.
Monday October 7
Wednesday October 9
Thursday October 10
Please check back for details.
Event Contact Person:
Ernie Brill
Event Contact Email:
Monday, September 30, 2019
Re-learning H. Rap Brown
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Saturday, September 28, 2019
O'Town Passions will perform at the VIP reception for Dr Cornel West and Marvin X
The O'Town Passions will perform at the VIP reception for Dr Cornel West and Marvin X at the Co-op Center Credit Union, 5PM, Saturday, December 7. Tickets are $100.00 and limited to the first 50 people. Tickets on Eventbrite or call 510-575-7148. Address is 2001 Ashby AV Berkeley CA
Friday, September 27, 2019
The Irony of history
Marvin X
PThe irony of history: in 1970 I was deported from British Honduras for entering illegally, though the real reason was associating with the BH Black power movement radicals, Evan X Hyde, Ishmael Shabazz, et al., who were on trial for sedition. And further, I reported on the trial for Muhammad Speaks Newspaper (Publisher Herbert Muhammad issued me a press badge while I resided in Mexico City as a political refugee who refused to fight in Vietnam for American imperialism). The final straw was when the natives begged me to teach them black power in the village where my pregnant wife and I settled on Gales Point, an island five hours up river from Belize City. After a few weeks, a drunk man came by our hut singing, "Boy, dey comin' ta git ya in da mornin'! You been down here teachin' day black power an' dey comin'ta git ya in da mournin!" My wife and I laughed and wished the drunk man would get away from our door." But the next day when I boarded the boat for the five hour ride through the jungle, I was under arrest, or shall I say I was under surveillance by the undercover officer on board with the 22 rifle. I wasn't arrested until I arrived at my friend's house. They weren't home but the door was open so I went inside and chilled until I heard my name called to come outside. At first I hesitated, grabbed a rifle, but decided not to have a black panther style shootout.
I was taken to the Ministry of Home Affairs and the Minister read my deportation order, "...,My presence was not beneficial to the welfare of the British Colony of Honduras, therefore I will be deported to Miami on the 4PM plane
After the Minister of Home Affairs read my deportation order, I was taken to the police station and told to sit down in the lobby. I was not handcuffed or put in a cell. Oh, irony of ironies, soon I was surrounded inside a circle of black police.
I had no idea what was going on. When the circle was full, one officer said, "Brother, teach us about black power!" I was blown away, I couldn't believe I heard what I heard. I was in a dream state. For a moment I was speechless, then I said, "Brothers, Marcus Garvey came here in 1923 and told you to get the Queen of England off your walls. It's 1970 and you still got that white bitch on your walls. Get that bitch off your walls!" The police cracked up, then pointed out to me the Uncle Tom police who came into the station but didn't join the circle. "Broder, he's black mon wit white heart, black mon white heart! We don't understand why they sending you back, you teaching us black power. White hippies come down here and smoke dope but they don't send them back!"
Continued
Marvin X
Photo Doug Harris
I was taken to the Ministry of Home Affairs and the Minister read my deportation order, "...,My presence was not beneficial to the welfare of the British Colony of Honduras, therefore I will be deported to Miami on the 4PM plane
After the Minister of Home Affairs read my deportation order, I was taken to the police station and told to sit down in the lobby. I was not handcuffed or put in a cell. Oh, irony of ironies, soon I was surrounded inside a circle of black police.
I had no idea what was going on. When the circle was full, one officer said, "Brother, teach us about black power!" I was blown away, I couldn't believe I heard what I heard. I was in a dream state. For a moment I was speechless, then I said, "Brothers, Marcus Garvey came here in 1923 and told you to get the Queen of England off your walls. It's 1970 and you still got that white bitch on your walls. Get that bitch off your walls!" The police cracked up, then pointed out to me the Uncle Tom police who came into the station but didn't join the circle. "Broder, he's black mon wit white heart, black mon white heart! We don't understand why they sending you back, you teaching us black power. White hippies come down here and smoke dope but they don't send them back!"
Continued
Tuesday, September 10, 2019
Manhood training#1 and #2
Marvin X in St Louis at book fair of Akhbar Muhammad, International Representative of the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan
Amiri Baraka and Marvin X, founders of the National Black Arts Movement. They enjoyed 47 years of friendship.
Note#2 For OGs Only
The most depressing bitch is a bitch you freaked with when she was young, sucked fucked licked sticked from hole to hole, sucked dick, ate pussy licked asshole, everything. Now this bitch done got old and turned into Mother Theresa, Holy Ghost bitch, talking about she married to Jesus! You can't even comprehend this bitch because when you look at her all you think about is how freaky she was in her young days. She Holy Ghost now, useless, worthless Holy Ghost bitch married to Jesus! Ain't nothing a old bitch can do but hook you up with a young bitch. If old bitch give up pussy she can't compete with young bitch. Old bitch say I ain't no monkey. I'm tired. Young bitch say I don't get tired and she don't. Young bitch told me she ain't fucking with me cause I can't keep up. She didn't know what another young bitch said, "I thought you was an old man!" Young bitch didn't know I went to Chinatown and got me a box of Ginseng and wore her young ass out!
#1 A bibliotherapeutic manual for manhood training in the MeToo EraThe Lower Bottom Thoughts of an OG at 75 years old
Background music: Hammond B-31. Don't take the pussy, never, ever. It might not be worth it. My buddy, and you know who, was a rapist but after 18 years in prison, he concluded nine out of ten women were an insult to a dick.I agree, it's hard to find a beast, but when you connect with a beast you are in nigga heaven. The beast will shut your mouth. Or you will only be able to mutter yes yes yes yes yes, you the beast bitch! You the beast. And she will say proudly, "Yeah nigga, I'm the beast you been looking for!" And you will bless the beast until she will refuse your blessings. She will say,"You don't have to do that. I'm cool!" But you will say, "No bitch, you the beast. I gotta bless you. You got zest like Zest soap! Take this extra money, you went beyond the call of duty bitch, you a bad beast. I like your attitude. I'm giving you a blessing for attitude!" Thanks Daddy, see you next time around! Yeah I didn't want the beast to go. But life ain't nothing but a moment, don't nothing last forever! Fillmore Slim say don't no hoe stay forever, but if you don't treat the hoe too bad she might come back. But ain't no hoe staying forever except yo bottom bitch, a loyal true trooper. If she a real woman, she ain't going nowhere. Punk bitches come and go.But let's go back to the nine out of ten bitches. Them nine is punk bitches, ain't got no beast blood. Don't matter, young or old. I was kicking it with a young bitch and she ain't giving me no rhythm. I thinking what the fuck wrong with this young bitch. Finally she told me, "I forgot to tell you I'm lousy in bed." Naw, bitch, you dead in bed!But the most important lesson for a young and old nigga to know is that you don't own the pussy, no matter how much you pay on your pussy bill. It's her pussy 24/7. When baby walk, her pussy walk with her.You may have payed your pussy bill for thirty years, still it's her progrogative to walk away with her pussy. So what you standing there with your dick in your hand and your heart racing. Baby gone. A young man read my discourse on the Mythology of Pussy and Dick and thanked me. He said, Now I can go live my life. I understand that I don't own something I thought I owned.--Marvin X10/10/19
Comment on Cat Brooks interview with Marvin X
Comment on Cat Brooks' interview with Marvin X
My introduction to you. Unfortunately, I had to shush my gf (which I hate doing) as you were reading your poem. Wow, where have I been to never have heard of you?
Amazing shit man. Actually, I would never actually say “Amazing shit man,” but I’ve gotten into the spirit of things.
What struck me was how far in advance our dispossession is being planned - FIFTY FUCKIN’ YEARS OUT (I would say that).
I know about this; I grew up for the first six years of my life of my life at 1415 Castro Street. I can remember the doors and the stoop and the stairs and the rugs and the tar on the roof - o’ I went to SFSU too about ten years later (I’m listening to you as I write).
I would like to donate some $$$ to help you republish - ALSO, does Oakland actually NEED that connector that destroyed my childhood home and basically is a suburban people mover from the East Bay (and beyond) to San Francisco? MAYBEEE it should be EMBARCADEROED - torn down piece by piece and replaced with a great deal of AFFORDABLE (Car free?) housing on each side if a green way with walking AND bicycle paths, water features, flower beds and community gardens, aka -
My Great Dream! :)
I was born at Oak Knoll Naval Hospital and I used to work at Children’s Fairyland and set up the bandstand at the lake for the (Sunday?) concerts.
Blah, blah, blah... Thank you so much for your purity of voice, penetrating vision and and mastery if cadence/rhythm.
Okay, I have a dumpster here and an old tractor to put together. I love you, man -truly!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you,
maximo hudson
[Being an economic Bay Area refugee in Erie, Co. PA by way of Seattle and Minneapolis.]
My introduction to you. Unfortunately, I had to shush my gf (which I hate doing) as you were reading your poem. Wow, where have I been to never have heard of you?
Amazing shit man. Actually, I would never actually say “Amazing shit man,” but I’ve gotten into the spirit of things.
What struck me was how far in advance our dispossession is being planned - FIFTY FUCKIN’ YEARS OUT (I would say that).
I know about this; I grew up for the first six years of my life of my life at 1415 Castro Street. I can remember the doors and the stoop and the stairs and the rugs and the tar on the roof - o’ I went to SFSU too about ten years later (I’m listening to you as I write).
I would like to donate some $$$ to help you republish - ALSO, does Oakland actually NEED that connector that destroyed my childhood home and basically is a suburban people mover from the East Bay (and beyond) to San Francisco? MAYBEEE it should be EMBARCADEROED - torn down piece by piece and replaced with a great deal of AFFORDABLE (Car free?) housing on each side if a green way with walking AND bicycle paths, water features, flower beds and community gardens, aka -
My Great Dream! :)
I was born at Oak Knoll Naval Hospital and I used to work at Children’s Fairyland and set up the bandstand at the lake for the (Sunday?) concerts.
Blah, blah, blah... Thank you so much for your purity of voice, penetrating vision and and mastery if cadence/rhythm.
Okay, I have a dumpster here and an old tractor to put together. I love you, man -truly!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you,
maximo hudson
[Being an economic Bay Area refugee in Erie, Co. PA by way of Seattle and Minneapolis.]
Thanks for your kind words. Any donation can be sent to my GoFundMe account or Eventbrite has Early Bird tickets for Dr Cornel West and Marvin X in Conversation at St Paul's Church Berkeley CA December 7 at 6pm.
Saturday, September 7, 2019
Marvin X reviews Iya Iya’s House of Burning Souls
Lower Bottom Playaz production of three one-woman plays
by North American African Women
Glory by Ayodele Nzinga
Too Much Woman for this World by Kharyshi Wigintons
Tasha by Cat Brooks
Produced and Directed by Dr. Ayodele Nzinga
Flight Deck Theatre
1540 Broadway
Oakland CA
9/6/19
Photos Adam Turner
Photos Adam Turner
When Iya Iya’s House of Burning Souls opened with Ayodele’s Glory, I immediately sensed something was amiss in the production order, simply because I know well the dramatic power of my star student from the beginning of our artistic relationship that began when she enrolled in my Theatre class at Laney College, 1981.
Just the other day, a competitor of Serena Williams referred to her as a “fucking beast” in the most positive sense of the word. Similarly, Ayodele Nzinga fits the beast mode with her awesome dramatic skills as playwright, actor, director and producer. She is indeed the Grand Diva of Bay Area Theatre, black and white. So as the lights came up, I was puzzled that the show would open with Glory. And it wasn’t because I’d reviewed her performance of Glory at Thomas Simpson’s Afro-Solo Theatre and knew the script, and had made my suggestions to her after the Afro-Solo show.
Yes, my beloved student is a “fucking beast” that easily overwhelms any audience with her dramatic acumen. As I departed the theatre (also in attendance was our national treasure and sponsor of the production, Alice Walker), I told Ayo what I said above. “Ayo, you gotta change the arrangement.” She said why? “Because no one can follow you!” She was politely and humbly dumbfounded!
But after viewing the three plays, I say again the evening should have ended with Glory, not only because of her skills as actor and playwright, but her superior understanding of what Dr. Cheikh Anta Diop (Cultural Unity of Africa) called the tragic-comic African or Southern Cradle dramatic tradition as opposed to the European or Northern Cradle tradition of tragedy as dominant theme. The African them is based on nature, e.g., the annual ebb and flow of the Hapi or Nile River, the death and rebirth of crops, allowing optimism to reign supreme. Even death is followed by the joy of Resurrection, alas, even Shakespeare's tragedies are overwhelmed by the European adoption of the Southern Cradle myth of Resurrection.
As Ayo weaved her mythological narrative of grandmother, mother and self, she made reference to Kemetic or Nile Valley culture, Congo and West African culture before her tale takes us through the door of no return, the graveyard in the Atlantic Ocean, echoing Amiri Baraka:
In the Atlantic Ocean
is a railroad of human bones….
The king sold the farmer to the ghost….
Her family arrives in the wilderness of North America to begin their sojourn of sorrow and dread, impossible dreams that must be dreamed by grandmother, discarded by mother but revived by daughter.
It is the ending of her inter-generational drama that put her in the “beast mode” and secured her in the Diopian African tradition of tragi-comedy or all’s well that ends well, to borrow from the Northern Cradle Shakespearean tradition, although, again, tragedy is the dominant theme in this dramatic literature, i.e., murder, lust for power that extends into the now with the European/American pervasive white supremacy and the concomitant full blown denial! FYI, if the Northern Cradle folks would come out of De Nile (the true name of De Nile River is Hapi) they would arrive at Hapi!
After weaving her autobiographical narrative through generations of women, she ends on the positive, as the original kemetic drama of resurrection passes through crucifixion to resurrection, ending with ascension (the prototypical Osirian Drama of Resurrection, stolen or adopted by the Christians and sixteen other nations with crucified saviors before Christ).
Too Much Woman For This World by Kharyshi Wiginton examined the North American African woman’s body in voice, space, place and time. She gave us a dynamic deconstruction of the North American African woman’s body, especially the fluffy woman, although she never used this term that is en vogue with the Hip Hop generation. Her exploration of her over-sized body was a very necessary psycho-sociological deconstruction of what “fluffy girls” go through trying to adapt to the skinny girl ideal that often leads to physical, mental and sexual anorexia. What man wants a fat woman, her uncle chided her? Who will marry her? Yet she persists in her body love. Her choreography to Coltrane and Miles Davis was outstanding and dispelled any notion in our minds that only skinny girls can dance. Her gracious moves would make any man desire her, and as I have been informed by Hip Hop young men, they want a “fluffy girl”, not for her dance moves, although Kharyshi was sexually inviting with her choreography, but young men desire “fluffy girls” because they know they will be well, none of that skinny girl vegan shit! LoL
But Karyshi’s issues are problematic to the extreme. No matter her addiction to food and the consequences thereof, she has family members with a myriad addictions, drugs, alcohol and other toxic substances, not to mention the most cunning and vile addiction to white supremacy!
She decides to love herself, her body, no matter the size, thus ends her narrative. With my fat ass, I was totally in harmony with her love of body. More than one of my ex-partners will tell you that they discovered Marvin X was not ashamed to parade around the house in the nude, despite his fat black ass!
Cat Brook’s Tasha ended the evening. Cat is a consummate actress, plus activist. Her dramatization of the real life story of Natasha was riveting and horrifying, ending with a Black Panther Party style shootout in the Oakland tradition, but did not approach Ayodele’s Diopian tragi-comedy in the African or Southern Cradle tradition. After all, the Black Panther were valiant in their armed self defense of community, but were tragically doomed from the start as they were no match against the awesome power of the US military.
Tasha suffered schizophrenia and Cat gave us a most wonderful
Tasha suffered schizophrenia and Cat gave us a most wonderful
psycho-drama of Tasha’s ultimate destruction by the state police. We were warned before the performance of Tasha that it might be overwhelming for those in the audience who’ve suffered the lost of loved ones by the police. The mixed media and Cat’s dramatic performance was indeed overwhelming in delineating state violence and the hapless condition of the mentally ill.
I sincerely appreciate Cat for giving us a deeper understanding of murder under the color of law, especially when the victim suffers mental disabilities.
Cat’s script was as profound as her performance, yet, I must repeat that Ayo’s Glory gave us the best hope and strength to finish this freedom ritual of North American Africans. Yes, Ayo and a character in Tasha used a rife to settle matters, but a spiritual problem will not be solved by a physical solution.
Ayo’s Glory presented the solution that lies in the deep structure of North American African mythology, beyond guns, body size, but deep down in the myth-ritual of North American African culture and consciousness shall arise the final solution. It's been 400 years, count on another 200 to extricate us from the ravages of white supremacy.
--Marvin X
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