Monday, May 2, 2011

The Mission of Academy of da Corner, Street Ministry of First Poet's Church of the Latter Day Egyptian Revisionists



Attorney Walter Riley, Gregory Fields, Blues living legend Sugar Pie De Santo and Dr. M at Academy of da Corner, 14th and Broadway, downtown Oakland.

















Dr. M, Senior Advisor Gregory Fields at Academy of da Corner.



photo Walter Riley, Esq.

The Academy of da Corner is a multi-purpose project, embracing literacy, literature, mental health, including grief and trauma counseling; a micro loan bank, and essentially a free speech and sacred space zone.


We are all student/teachers. Anyone of us can be simultaneously teacher and student.Usually we are the teacher, but most often we simply listen, letting people vent who otherwise have no one to talk with.

We are their ears, their mirror, so we must be humble, kind and gracious as much as possible, though we will be tried on occasion. But as per the mentally ill, they most especially need a kind word, a smile, and we have made their day. The poor may need a quarter or a dollar for a hamburger.

This is not asking too much, is it? We must be security minded at all times as my life has been threatened several times, but it must be crystal clear we are at Academy of da Corner to educate, assist and help heal the people, not kill the people or beat them down. Thus we must de-escalate any negative encounter. A person may accept a leaflet but throw in down in our face, so let it go. We don't know what state of mind the person may be in, for sure, many are mentally ill (severe, moderate, mild), and more then likely many persons are mind altered, weed, alcohol, Crack, meth, E pills and other.

Some persons are dual diagnosed, suffering drug abuse and mental illness. Most of the time we can look the person in the eyes to determine their state of mind. Eyes are the mirror to the soul!

Professor Lumukanda, the Only Intellectual in Oakland




Professor Lumukanda at the NW Campus of Academy of da Corner.


He's standing with the hat.



photo Walter Riley, Esq.












Professor Lumukanda, aka "Aristotle Negro"
Academy of da Corner, NW Campus,

14th and Broadway.















Academy of da Corner is Marvin X's Street Ministry, associated with the First Poet's Church of the Latter Day Egyptian Revisionists.




"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 and watch Marvin X at work.

--Ishmael Reed




































Friday, April 29, 2011

Plato Negro and Aristotle Negro at the Academy of da Corner




Academy of da Corner, Marvin X's Street Ministry, 14th and Broadway


Oakland CA











Plato Negro, Jackson, Aristotle Negro


photo Walter Riley, esq.


4/26/11


Marvin X is Plato teaching on the streets of Oakland.


--Ishmael Reed






Comments from da corner





Fuck you, Marvin X, a Negro





I might come by here and throw a molotov cocktail at you!


--a journalist





No writer writes about the street like you.


--Walter Riley





Some people don't like you. I tell them to look at the good you are doing.


--a brother





Fuck the peckerwood, fuck the peckerwood, fuck the peckerwood!


--a brother whispered in MX's ear and kept going





Can you talk to my daughter. She needs help. She's cute, got two babies, but goes out with men and come home with no money for Pampers. What's wrong with that girl?


--a Mother





Sunday, June 20, 2010

Deniece Williams: Black Butterfly

Remembering Dad







The White House, Washington


Good afternoon,

As the father of two young daughters, I know that being a father is one of the most important jobs any man can have.

My own father left my family when I was two years old. I was raised by a heroic mother and wonderful grandparents who provided the support, discipline and love that helped me get to where I am today, but I still felt the weight of that absence throughout my childhood. It's something that leaves a hole no government can fill. Studies show that children who grow up without their fathers around are more likely to drop out of high school, go to jail, or become teen fathers themselves.

And while no government program can fill the role that fathers play for our children, what we can do is try to support fathers who are willing to step up and fulfill their responsibilities as parents, partners and providers. That's why last year I started a nationwide dialogue on fatherhood to tackle the challenge of father absence head on.

In Chicago, the Department of Health and Human Services held a forum with community leaders, fatherhood experts and everyday dads to discuss the importance of responsible fatherhood support programs. In New Hampshire, Secretary of Education Duncan explored the linkages between father absence and educational attainment in children. In Atlanta, Attorney General Holder spoke with fathers in the criminal justice system about ways local reentry organizations, domestic violence groups and fatherhood programs can join together to support ex-offenders and incarcerated individuals who want to be closer to their families and children.

Now we're taking this to the next level. Tomorrow, I'll make an announcement about the next phase of our efforts to help fathers fulfill their responsibilities as parents -- The President's Fatherhood and Mentoring Initiative. You can learn more at www.fatherhood.gov.

This Father's Day -- I'm thankful for the opportunity to be a dad to two wonderful daughters. And I'm thankful for all the wonderful fathers, grandfathers, uncles, brothers and friends who are doing their best to make a difference in the lives of a child.

Happy Father's Day.

Sincerely,
President Barack Obama


Remembering Dad

for Paul Cobb and Henry Winston

Classic black man
Race man
How can people know more about him than I?
should I be mad at him or myself
the men tell me how great he was
he was dad to me
the man who whupped my ass unmercifully
who argued with mom til she packed us and left
the man who gambled at the Elk's lodge
while I listened to Elijah Muhammad on the radio upstairs
went to Lowell Jr. High
bloods beat down poor white boy when they killed Emmit Til

Dad used to make me go with him to funeral parlors
deliver flowers to dead Negroes
cold and gray
terrifying me
maybe he wanted to teach me not to fear death

Dad was known over the Bay
known in the clubs where he danced even in his 80s
the people have stories about him I've never heard
making me sad I didn't know him like this
public man
social man
political man
only as father man
distant
old fashioned
from World War I
dressed sharp every day
starched shirt
suit, tie, carnation in lapel
shoes shined at Perry's on 7th
Ollie and I went with him on Sundays
then to church
any and every church to promote his florist bizness
holy ghost
baptist
methodist
we made the rounds
ecumenical for bizness
age came to dad
starched shirts dirty
suits piss stained
never saw him sick
until those cigars caught up with him in his late 80s
in the hospital for a week or two and he was gone
the man I didn't know yet knew too well
the man I became yet couldn't wear his clothes
stand in his shoes
no matter what I become I cannot be him
only myself
what a shame
Does prince ever become king, really?

--Marvin X
6/20/10

from Sweet Tea/Dirty Rice, poems, Marvin X, Black Bird Press, late 2010.

Deniece Williams: Black Butterfly

Friday, June 18, 2010

"Ai du" live by Vieux Farka Toure @ Joe's Pub

Misty

Misty

for Verdia Pope, in memoriam

and what about all the forgotten women and men in our lives
the one night stands
the lies we told in the bar, then the hotel suite
remembering nothing the next morning
by next year the face is forgotten
a one night stand
on the road to...
it was a moment to forget
or remember fondly
if the lover had a pleasant attitude and didn't suffer sex guilt
because it was what it was
but it was over in an instant,
a good nut and good night
please don't call
I have a husband and/or wife
there are children
you cannot visit
let it be what it was
a moment in the sun
the illusion of joy
don't get serious at the pleasures of life when they come
enjoy the good times
and when the bad times come
roll with the punches.
--Marvin X

from Sweet Tea/Dirty Rice, poems, by Marvin X, Black Bird Press, late 2010.