The Reason Hate Hurts: 'Because it Was You, my Brother'

For inquiring minds:

The reason we, yes, even those who seem celebrated,

are wounded by “Haters”:

Because “Haters” are betrayers

Camouflaged as your “brothers”

Judases

Modern-day Traitors

Smile-in-your-face fakers

The Sons of the envious brothers of David the shepherd boy

Still bitter that God made you his pride and joy

Haters are those who speak well of you in your presence

Bask in your essence when it benefits them

And yet despise your gift and blessing because it isn't them

They betray with hugs and brotherly shakes

Wear the mask

Play charades

Fill their trap with murderous bait

Of unsought praise

Roosevelt University Professor Wins Lisagor Award for Column Writing

Best News Column or Commentary at a Major Daily Newspaper

John Fountain with the legendary journalist Harry Porterfield,
also honored at Friday's Lisagor dinner with the "Lifetime
Achievement Award." 

       John W. Fountain was awarded the prestigious Peter Lisagor Award for best news column or commentary at a daily newspaper with a circulation of more than 250,000. He received the honor Friday May 5, at the awards dinner of the 39^th Annual Lisagor for a series of columns on “ChiRaq,” written in 2015.

      It was Fountain’s third Lisagor awarded by the Chicago Headline Club each year and his fifth time being named a finalist since his weekly column began appearing in the Chicago Sun-Times in 2010.

     The Chicago Headline Club is one of the largest Society of Professional Journalists chapters in the country. More than 300 people attended the event held at the Union League Club of Chicago. The awards, which recognize the best of Chicago journalism, are named for Peter Lisagor, the Chicago Daily News’ Washington bureau chief from 1959 to 1976.

Men Answering the Call; Making A Difference

Principal Pamela J. Powell (left front) with students at the Matteson Elementary School in the south suburb and men from
the surrounding area and beyond who come to the school to help children read on Thursday mornings with John Fountain.

By John W. Fountain

Melvin Wormely is among the men who read on Thursdays.

Update on “Father’s Day Thursdays” at Matteson Elementary School: About 30 men showed up—from far and near this week. Among them a man named Gabriel. From Village of Matteson Police officers, to a pastor, to a firefighter, to men of all walks, they filed through the doors to read to the children of the Matteson School, wearing shirts and sweaters or ties and uniforms, or a clergy collar.

Hallways were dotted with desks and chairs as children read to men who sat listening intently, sometimes helping to sound out words, smiling, encouraging, commending. Inside some classrooms, the children read to men or a man read aloud, standing in front of the class, students hanging on every word. These were among the obvious observations.

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"They see themselves and these children as part of “our” village—as being connected regardless of race, class or any other manmade boundary."

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Chi-Raq - A Tale of Two Cities

Chiraq: A Tale of Two Cities as read by John W. Fountain at City Club of Chicago

Remembering Grandmother

Originally Published in The Washington Post, Outlook March 1, 1998

Faith, Hope & Clarity

By John W. Fountain

Florence G. Hagler, one of the prayer warriors at True Vine Church
of God In Christ and John Fountain's grandmother.

The air inside the narrow storefront church on Chicago's West Side felt like hot maple syrup. Grandmother's brown hands, reached up toward the high white ceiling, the glowing globes and the cobwebs, as if trying to pull down heaven and touch God. "Praise yo' name Je-sus!" one church mother shouted.

"Hal-le-lu-jah," intoned another.

It was Sunday service at True Vine Church of God in Christ, a weekly spit-spewing Pentecostal revival, sometime in 1982. After six days of enduring one thing or the other among the travails of life in the ghetto, "the saints" usually sought rejuvenation through these teary testimonials and spirituals.

I once branded the whole business as snake oil, being of the mind that the spiritual powwows were no better than smoking weed or drinking cheap wine. But that was before my teen marriage and a time on welfare and three children to feed by age 22 led me to seek the intoxication of the Spirit.

True Vine Church of God In Christ (circa 1970's), founded by Fountain's grandparents George A. and Florence G. Hagler.
The church, located on Chicago's West Side was at 3915 W. Roosevelt Road and was a beacon of hope. 

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"You can't stop dreaming or you start to die."

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