Danny Kemp.

This was a comment I found on a group in Face Book and I choose to add mine.
Too Tall
Why is there a Black History Month? Isn’t that reverse racism? And why is it still Black History Month, instead of African-American History month? Don’t things like this keep us divided? Why not just a history month when everyone celebrates the history their particular group had? Where’s Irish History month, Polish history month, Spanish History month, well hell we’d run out of months before covering a smidgen of the various groups that contributed to the rich history of this country. Where is Chinese History month? I think it’s time we got over all this divisionary bs. You’re born here, you’r American, that’s it. No hypens needed.

Danny Kemp
I like your comment about being born American and ALL should be referred to as such, without any qualification to that status. I’m English but I’m not allowed in census forms to say that, I must be British. All forms of discrimination is wrong, we are what we are and share a world that despite us survives. We go a long way to destroying its construction for want of the understanding each other. We tell our granddaughter that if you were blind and someone helped you cross the road, why would the colour of that mans skin be of any consequence, it’s his help and kindness that is noticed. I feel shame over how the English and the rest of my nation treated most people in this world down the centuries, but it was not me. The past should be remembered as a guide to what wrong we have all done to each other and how not to act in the future. Some day, soon I hope, we can all live together with only a glimpse at our past and all our attention on that shared tomorrow.

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About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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One Response to Danny Kemp.

  1. cwc6161 says:

    Ok, Danny, I HAD to include you in my list of nominees for The Versatile Blogger Award. Your blog is a wonderment and I hope many more readers will find you!

    Read about your nomination here: http://cwc6161.wordpress.com/2012/02/20/a-versatile-blogger-moi-why-thank-you/
    and read about the award here: http://versatilebloggeraward.wordpress.com/vba-rules/

    Congratulations!

    Candice

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