No election 2020

No election 2020

A little bird tells me Trump shall lose the coming election. Before the economy tanked from the pandemic and the George Floyd lynching, Trump had a great chance as incumbent. According to his hyperbolic mind, America had the best economy since slavery, especially among the descendents of African victims of the American slave system. Then came Covid19 and the lynching, followed by the perrenial destruction of cities in protest that has occurred since the 1965 Watts rebellion. This time the protests went global thanks to the lynching video and social media. 

Of course the nail on the economic coffin was the complete shutdown of the American economy followed by Burn Baby Burn. Yet it might be possible to resuscitate the economy, especially from ER to ICU. This would be good for Trump except it is clear his hubris shall be his destruction no matter the economy.

He has shot himself in the foot daily with his disgusting Tweets and other pronouncements from his wretched mouth. There is no doubt Biden is the lesser of two evils, but we are not sure Mr  Pitiful Joe Biden can inspire voters to even mail in their votes, especially youth who are now energized from the BLM George Floyd protests. We are caught between Twittledum and Twiddledee, Mr. Pitiful and Mr. Asshole. Since the Democrats have employed a plethora of dirty tricks in their Russiagate, Ukraingate, impeachment actions to overthrow the Trump presidency, should we not expect Trump to employ a trick or two if the election doesn't go in his favor? Might he not decide to declare himself King Trump and dismiss the election results? Of course this would be a political crisis of the most profound degree, the harbinger of civil war. 

Oh, well, these are musings from the Wild Crazy Ride Of the Marvin X Experience. Your comments are welcome.

Tarik, reviewed by Dr. Ellen McLarney, Duke University

Michael J. Satchell re-envisions the history of Tarik ibn Ziyad, bringing the story of the 8^th century military commander alive for contemporary audiences. Satchell describes how he learned about the history of Tarik ibn Ziyad while searching for alternatives to the white European history primarily inculcated in American schools. Going to Marcus Bookstore in San Francisco at the age of 12, he bought J.A. Rogers The World’s Great Men of Color. In the spirit of that book, Satchell vividly re-enacts Tarik’s conquest of the Iberian Peninsula, interspersing it with vibrant images of an African Moorish past. One of the book’s images shows Marcus Garvey and Noble Drew Ali of the Moorish Science Temple, connecting Satchell’s awakening at the Marcus bookstore with the story of the Moorish general from North Africa and the history of Muslims in America. Satchell eloquently describes a quest “justice, equality, and freedom” in Islam, in the face of “ill-treatment…simply because of the darkness of my skin” (57). In Tarik’s confrontation with Europe and the Christian Visigoths, Satchell shows Tarik emerge victorious. His re-enactment of this seminal moment in world history helps raise consciousness about critical chapters in African and European history, chapters neglected and ignored in American schoolbooks. Moreover, Satchell gives life to this story through his screenplay, making it speak in a different time and place.

--Dr Ellen McLarney, Professor,

Chair, Near Eastern Studies,

Duke University

Black Lives Matter=Reparations

Catch Marvin X at his Lakeshore Academy usually at the Trader Joe's next to Peet's Coffee. I will let you know when I will be in my free classroom. 

"Marvin X is Plato teaching on the streets of Oakland!"--Ishmael Reed, Emeritus Lecturer, UC Berkeley

"Marvin X is the African Socrates teaching in the hood."--Dr Cornel West, Harvard University

Black Lives will matter when economic justice is delivered to the descendents of kidnapped Africans in North America. To hell with dialogue. There's nothing to talk about except how to transfer funds from the US Treasury for the establishment of an independent nation for North American Africans.

It's time for separation with Reparations, no more studies, commissions, Miller lite reforms, corrupt black elected officials, yes, we've had the fake black president, fake black attorney general, fake black homeland security negro, fake black general Colin Powell, fake black secretary of state Condi Rice. Time for the Real Deal Holly Field North American Africans to step up to the front of the line and take charge.

--MARVIN X

 A Free North American African

When a husband and wife cannot get along, they separate and divorce. After 400 years, we have found white people disagreeable to live with in peace. We have differing views on reality. It will take 240 years for us to achieve economic parity with whites. The created Israel in 50 years into a powerful nation. After centuries of free and nearly free labor, we are entitled to a few of these states for ourselves wherein we can live in peace and not be subjected to white lunacy at every turn, in every institution. We need sovereignty as human beings so that we are not subjected to the wicked political and economic structure of white America. The capitalist economy is rooted in slavery or cheap labor and the exploitation of resources around the world, often at gunpoint, i.e., gunboat diplomacy!

We have no desire to live by exploitation of human labor and the theft of the natural resources of oppressed people around the world.

We envision a more positive social/economic and political reality based on power to the people, not politicians, lobbyists and corporations who see people as cannon fodar for the fires of capitalist greed.

It is time to claim the land we deserve and occupy it by any means necessary. 

We are willing to negotiate a just

and fair separation of American states for a sovereign, independent nation of North American Africans, as part of the Reparations settlement that will allow us funds to establish ourselves after 25 to 50 years of economic support.

We have the human right to depart from a situation that is toxic to our bodies and minds, to our children and elders. We have no need or desire to prolong the discussion.

After an extended educational campaign, we shall call for a plebicite or vote of the people who shall decide whether to separate into a nation of our own or continue trying to integrate into a burning house as Martin Luther King, Jr said. At this very hour America is a burning house with a full blown pandemic and we must escape to higher ground. Those North American Africans who desire to separate must do so for our mental and physical health. Those North American Africans who desire to integrate into the burning house should remain, but those of us who find America disagreeable to live with in peace have no choice but to separate into a nation of our own.

We have the genius to configure a more democratic and equitable society than the exploitative US nation which has abused us and treated us like dogs for 400 years.

The time has come for us to separate into a nation of our own wherein we can become our true selves once again and forever.

This is our demand, only the terms are negotiable. 

--MARVIN X

A servant of the

North American African Nation

Did you vote nigga

Yes, Everybody steals from Marvin X. The Last Poets say, "Don't buy nothing by us if you don't buy it directly from us."

https://www.discogs.com/Marvin-X-Sister-Emtombe-Did-You-Vote-Nigger-A-Cloud-Call-Nine/release/121144

What We Want - Ras Baraka (Official Video)

Marvin X: Dear White Folks

Sunday, May 20, 2018

Marvin X: Dear White Folks

Dear White folks: 

Don't say nothing to Black people, about Black people, or for Black people, leave us the fuck alone. Work on your own White asses. Don't tell us nothing, don't sell us nothing. We don't want or need your advice. Don't butt into our conversations or our activities. Leave us alone. If you see us violating the law, go the other way. You have violated our human rights for 400 years, leave us the fuck alone. Whenever you want, you violate any law you want, Federal, State and local. You violate the laws of Nature, you have fucked up the earth, the seas, rivers, the air, babies, women, men, animals, trees, crops. You are the number one arms merchant of the world, the number one peace breaker, you have military bases in 150 nations to insure the robbery of their resources and labor. You have three million Constitutional slaves in your jails and prisons, most are poor, mentally ill and drug addicted, leave us alone. You flood our communities with drugs, alcohol, poor food, guns, mis-education, and police murder under the color of law, leave us alone! 

--Marvin X

5/19/18

Merritt College: Home of the Black Panthers

Lou Rawls - Tobacco Road (1963)

Elmore James - The Sky Is Crying

Khalid Muhammad on Donahue (1994)

When robbers get robbed

When robbers get robbed

call it looting

when bloosdsuckers of the poor rob

business as usual

when police kill

business as usual

even under the color of law

when poor kill pigs

domestic terrorism


robbers rob
never heard of domestic colonialism

ain't that terrorism too
big time robbers
don't get caught
no jail time
maybe a fine
except bernie madoff

he robbed the rich

robbed the robbers

inside job

bernie got big time

don't rob the robbers

selling slave labor
Made in china

india mexico jamaica

dont loot honest businessmen

in nice white suits hats
white boots to match

who rob Africa for precious metals

while africans drink dirty water
sip the syrup

Tattoo selves with bleaching cream
Neo colonialism
robbing their blue black beautiful selves

when robbers get robbed
cry crocodile tears

when poor loot new cars off lots shouting joy  in the night

real robbers complain why no police action

why pigs away fighting crowd control
looters drove off with 50 cars
high end cars
capitalist swine cry
looters don't respect property

is property more valuable than life

is a leather coat big screen tv
more valuable than the blood of living souls

who can't breathe with pig boots on necks
chokeholds to death

selling single cigarettes

when robbers get robbed

they still don't see the light

light is dark in denial

no subprime loan scam
Hell we sold those bad loans
Overseas to Chinese
They gentrified the hood
Ran niggas to tent cities
Wasn't whitey
Don't you see our
Black lives matter signs
in ghetto houses we bought
We been marching with the niggas
We held Black lives matter signs too
We good in white hats suits
Boots that match


So let poor pay more

at the corner stole

let the rent-a-pigs

follow poor up and down aisles

follow black rich too
rich nigga still nigga
Just think they ain't nigga

ask Oprah when she went to the rich store was she treated like a nigga
like a poor ass nigga
Rut gut wine drinking
Shopping cart pushing
Tent under freeway nigga


just another nigga bitch
don't care if you rich
Whitey say

used to call 'em wench
uppity wench
no respect for massa

the robber

white hat
Good guy
Never lie


Bossman robber
Blood suckers of the poor
did you hire dante
worked his dad 30 years
broke his back
no disability
no health insurance

dante's dad drank himself to death

Robber man
you don't know why

why dante lootin' all night long
taking shit like its going out of style

when the robbers get robbed

don't know how to smile.
--MARVIN X
6-2-20

George Floyd

Marvin X: From Burn Baby Burn to Black Lives Matter

Burn Baby Burn is a poem by American poet Marvin X,^[1] X wrote the poem shortly after the Watts Rebellion in 1965^[2][3][4] to convey the oppression black people faced in white America.^[5][6]

Is Burn, Baby, Burn, Marvin X's Greatest poem, written shortly after the Watts Rebellion, 1965?

Burn, Baby, Burn

Tired.
Sick an' tired
Tired of being
sick an' tired.



Lost.
Lost in the wilderness
of white america
are the masses asses?
cool said the master to the slave,
"No problem, don't rob an' steal,
I'll be your drivin wheel."


Cool.
And he wheeled us into 350 years
of black madness


to hog guts, conked hair, covadis
bleaching cream and uncle thomas
to Watts.
To the streets.
To the kill.
Boommm...2 honkeys gone.
Motherfuck the police
Parker's sista too.
Black people.
Tired.
sick an' tired.
tired of being
sick an' tired.
Burn, baby burn...
Don't leave dem boss rags
C'mon, child, don't mind da tags.
Git all dat motherfuckin pluck,
Git dem guns too, we 'on't give a fuck!
Burn baby burn
Cook outta sight


Fineburgs
whitefront
wineburgs
blackfront
burn, baby, burn
in time
he
will learn.

--Marvin X (Jackmon)
1965
from Soulbook Magazine, Fall, 1965

Burn Baby Burn appears in the anthologies Black Fire and S.O.S., the Black Arts Movement Reader.

One of the key publications of the black arts era was Black Fire: An Anthology of Afro-American Writing (1968). Edited by LeRoi Jones and Larry Neal, the book included poems, essays, drama, and fiction. by some of the movement's leading figures. In fact, writers' presence in Black Fire helped solidify their status as black arts contributors.

This volume brings together a broad range of key writings from the Black Arts Movement of the 1960s and 1970s, among the most significant cultural movements in American history. The aesthetic counterpart of the Black Power movement, it burst onto the scene in the form of artists' circles, writers' workshops, drama groups, dance troupes, new publishing ventures, bookstores, and cultural centers and had a presence in practically every community and college campus with an appreciable African American population. Black Arts activists extended its reach even further through magazines such as Ebony and Jet, on television shows such as Soul and Like It Is, and on radio programs. Many of the movement's leading artists, including Ed Bullins, Nikki Giovanni, Woodie King, Haki Madhubuti, Sonia Sanchez, Askia Tour?, Marvin X and Val Gray Ward remain artistically productive today. Its influence can also be seen in the work of later artists, from the writers Toni Morrison, John Edgar Wideman, and August Wilson to actors Avery Brooks, Danny Glover, and Samuel L. Jackson, to hip hop artists Mos Def, Talib Kweli, and Chuck D. SOS -- Calling All Black People includes works of fiction, poetry, and drama in addition to critical writings on issues of politics, aesthetics, and gender. It covers topics ranging from the legacy of Malcolm X and the impact of John Coltrane's jazz to the tenets of the Black Panther Party and the music of Motown. The editors have provided a substantial introduction outlining the nature, history, and legacy of the Black Arts Movement as well as the principles by which the anthology was assembled.

References[edit]

1. ^ Negro Youth Culture and Identity: The Case of Hunters Point. University of California. 1967.
2. ^ John F. Szwed (25 July 2012). Space Is the Place: The Lives and Times of Sun Ra. Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. pp. 566–. ISBN 978-0-307-82244-4.
3. ^ Margaret Ann Reid (2001). Black Protest Poetry: Polemics from the Harlem Renaissance and the Sixties. Peter Lang, New York. ISBN 978-0-8204-2482-8.
4. ^ Eldridge Cleaver (28 July 2015). Target Zero: A Life in Writing. St. Martin's Press. pp. 102–. ISBN 978-1-250-09153-6.
5. ^ Waldo E. Martin (30 June 2009). No Coward Soldiers: Black Cultural Politics in Postwar America. Harvard University Press. pp. 18–. ISBN 978-0-674-04068-7.
6. ^ Bobby Seale (1991). Seize the Time: The Story of the Black Panther Party and Huey P. Newton. Black Classic Press. pp. 37–. ISBN 978-0-933121-30-0.

From Burn Baby Burn to Black Lives Matter

Jim Crow North

Powerful my brother! Your truth-telling keeps us going!
--Dr. Cornel West, Harvard University

The parents of Marvin X: Mrs. Marian M. Jackmon and Mr. Owendell Jackmon I at the 1945 San Francisco Peace Conference that led to the United Nations. 

Marvin X

Dad used to talk about Jim Crow South

Black Belt south cotton curtain

he and mama used to chant n double a cp all night long

all day long n double a cp

n double a cp this n that

as a baby boy i used to think n double a cp was a person

i was three or four

watching my parents publish their black newspaper fresno voice

same office was their real estate business 1948

i thought jim crow was a man too

but he lived down south

not in central valley fresno

not in oakland when we moved there

but mama and daddy still talked about n double a cp in oakland

on sundays we drove to the berkeley hills

see how rich white folks lived

didn't excite me

i wanted to hear dad say we going to the black belt

fillmore fillmore

seemed like it was more exciting than west oakland

seemed like there was more energy on fillmore street

but 7th street was jumping too

but i loved driving down fillmore

bumper to bumper cars

horns blowing neon lights flashing

black people styling n profiling

pimping n simping

my brother ollie wanted to b a pimp

never wanted to b nothin else

never was

except a client in the department of corrections

they never corrected him

cya didnt

san quentin soledad folsom didnt

mcneil island didnt

he said he had to kill jim crow in prison

said if he didnt kill jim crow

jim crow was gonna kill him

no ifs ands r buts.

--marvin x

5/28/20

When Life Gets Back to Normal


when life gets back to normal
will the hip hop negro pants still sag off his ass
will a black bitch still be a bitch  or will she transcend to goddess
queen of universe
mother of civilization
when life gets back to normal
will you hug kiss yr mama daddy real tight
will you make love to yr woman man late into night
will you raise high yr children and teach them right
will you stop trusting the devil and hold God up high
will you walk the lake
dont b lazy like marvin x
when life gets back to normal
will you do 4 self first
self and kind
will you drink wine with buddies who survived covid one nine
will u fight 4 freedom
liberation
reparations
end of patriarchal domination
no wife beating
child sex abuse
clean water to drink
no gmo food
no bill gates global vaccine eugenics
kill nigga african plan
planned parenthood
margaret sanger hillary clinton obama hitler
implant white supremacy dna who china plan
when life gets back to normal
will you kiss yo mama
hug yo daddy real tight
keep home schooling yr children
spare them white edumakation.

--marvin x
5/14/20

Can We Breathe

Can we breathe

ain't no air up in here

grab air squeeze it real tight

don't let it get away

fight

no surrender like cowards

don't let air choke us

lungs with blood

war been here

centuries

welcome sleepy time tea

mask can't save you 

home invasions next

they comin' to inject air

will you open door

HR6666

Black Panther Bobby Rush air

he don't care

Congressman now

flipped his bick

long time ago

go outside for air

stand tall breathe

let sunshine fill lungs

dogs can't stop sun

will try

but can't

let sun move you beyond fear

don't breathe fear air

stand

this is The End!

End is yr beginning

you never lived

enjoyed clean air

toxic fumes consumed yr life

walk the forest woods

talk to trees

just be.

--Marvin X

5/27/20

Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Parable of the man who went to Ignutville

There was a man who traveled to Stupidville on his way to Ignutville. In Stupidville he observed people doing the most stupid shit imaginable. They talked stupid shit, did stupid shit, lived stupid lives, went to the malls to buy stupid shit, came home and made stupid love in the dark without saying a stupid word to each other. Why say shit to a stupid motherfucker?

The man departed Stupidville and traveled on to Ignutville. After observing the people in Ignutville, he went into shock and was taken to the hospital. After a few days he was released and continued his observation of the citizens of ignutville.

They didn't know the time of day, the year. Didn't know they were slaves and/or descendents of slaves. After all they drove bigger cars than the slave master. While the slave master drove Fords and Toyotas, the slaves drove Escalades and Masaraties, yes, even while they lived in the projects.

If the master knew nothing else, he knew he was white, but the slave wasn't sure if he was black African or white European in black face. He loved the white Jesus, worshipped the white woman standard of beauty. His ignut woman loved wearing a blond wig and in the deep structure of her mind, she wanted her man to be a white man. She would be satisfied if he would become a white man dipped in chocolate. She was so ignut she called 911 so the white man, her real man, would rescue her from any abuse her black man inflicted on her, whether verbal, emotional, spiritual and/or physical. 

The white man was her true husband, boyfriend, lover, protector. Such was the level of ignorance in Ignutville.

Parents were so ignut in Ignutville, they sent their children to public schools where the enemy could teach their children the proper white supremacy mis-education. They sent their children to white colleges and universities, then were shocked when their children came home hating them and everything they were about even though the ignut children didn't even know what their parents were about.

The parents didn't understand the children had been taught they were nothing ass black nigga students who were so ignut they couldn't think logically or write coherently. Some of the students suffered mental breakdowns. When the students came home, parents knew their children were not the same. They suspected their children were on drugs.

The ignut parents never imagined their children were in full blown addiction to white supremacy. 

The man fled Ignutville trying to figure out how to get to Saneville. He called upon his GPS device to guide him to Saneville.

--Marvin X

7-28-29

On Yesterday

On yesterday

they called law and order

no justice no peace

law and order

no justice no peace

no one wants more than justice

no one wants less

how can yesterday be today

but today is yesterday

we dance backwards

moonwalking with Michael

Michael said they don't care about us

Michael said the man in the mirror

Michael said remember the time

remember the time

law and order time

didn't work then

ain't workin' now

not on today.

--Marvin X

6/1/20