Danny Kemp.

Women might want to read this and men might prefer not. This comment of mine is full of generalisation, but I shall not apologise for that, nor the English spelling.

Women go through excruciating pain in giving birth to man but are, in my opinion, never given a rightful place to feast from the table where men gorge themselves. In the most densely populated countries, and continents of this world, they are treated at best, shabbily, and at worse disgustingly, having few human rights and being the sexual objects of man’s whims, or his slave to do as he wishes.

Here, in the so-called ‘enlightened’ parts, we simply rule their lives, but in a sophisticated way, telling them how far they can travel on the ladder to success, or even the most basic of rights; what they are able to do with their bodies.

It is acceptable, although in my opinion disgusting, that a man can walk down a street bare-chested, but if a woman would be provocative in dress, then she is accused as being a ‘tart. But, as it is the right of that man, so it must be a women’s right to dress as she wants and not used, as it is, as a defense in a rape case.

I have been privileged to meet two hugely successful women in my time and they excited me more than any woman skimpily dressed. For a meaningful relationship the same applies, I would think, in reverse.

In industry, it is so much harder for a woman to succeed in her ambitions than a man, having to work twice, if not more times harder to propel herself to the top.

Men dictate when a woman is allowed an abortion, and although I am no advocate for that procedure, I am a man, and do not bear the pain or, in some cases, the disgrace of any pregnancy physically inflicted on a woman, or the mental anguish that carrying a child can consume her with. Who am I, or any other man, to judge the decision made in the case of abortion?

I am religious, and believe there is a God. It is he who gives life and it is He who should take it, but I am not he, and do not have his wisdom. We are merely human and therefore make mistakes.

My premise behind this denunciation of my own sex is this; we have made the biggest mistake of all. Women are the executioners of life, with artificial fertilization we are redundant, in most cases.

To coin a phrase and to combine it with a rhyme…..Careful the man who looks too far into the fog, that he misses the rock at his feet….Careful the man who misses the cog that makes his world, so elite.

Just a thought.

About Daniel Kemp

Daniel Kemp’s introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself! On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic accident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden. Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company. All seven of his novels are now published by Creativia with the seventh—The Widow’s Son, completing a three book series alongside: What Happened In Vienna, Jack? and Once I Was A Soldier. Under the Creativia publishing banner, The Desolate Garden went on to become a bestselling novel in World and Russian Literature in 2017. The following year, in May 2018, his book What Happened In Vienna, Jack? was a number one bestseller on four separate Amazon sites: America, UK, Canada, and Australia.  Although it's true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the mystery involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he writes, namely: Why? A Complicated Love, and the intriguing story titled The Story That Had No Beginning. He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising that first novel of his. He continues to write novels, poetry and the occasional quote; this one is taken from the beginning of Once I Was A Soldier There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.
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3 Responses to Danny Kemp.

  1. Wonderful musings, Danny! We, who are women, appreciate your thoughtfulness and that you took the time to put it into words.

  2. paulashene says:

    Your hook was interesting, and I linked in. Your opinion may be true as many women feel they are not getting as good as their fellow male workers or have insensitive mates. If so, I would lay the blame at their mother’s feet.

    I was the child of a woman who knew she could not raise children without a husband, so with a divorce in hand, she relinquished her two toddlers into her parent’s care. All of us are sum totals of what we know, feel, and are taught. Our grandparents, along with an aunt, raised us with love, expecting responsibility, and instilling within us a belief that nothing was outside our ability if we wanted it enough.

    Every goal I set myself as a youngster has been fulfilled including raising a family. I’ve had a diverse life, with seasons of accomplishment, and a marriage holding steady after forty-seven years.

    I’ve worked hard in each position and risen to the top, not particularly seeking, but given with the pay attached to that job. It did not matter my gender, only my ability plus a willingness to succeed.

    All three of my sons I had been counselled to terminate. The first, I was a teenage, unwed, pregnant mother to be. I married his father. Our second son came immediately after a miscarriage, and problems were anticipated, so termination counselled. The third I was told would be retarded as I had been exposed to German Measles during the first trimester. When the count was taken, I was told it was the highest ever seen and termination recommended. I asked that the test be re done. Each time took five weeks for the culture to grow, and the doctor said if it came back exactly the same, I would have a ninety percent chance of birthing a normal child, but with ten percent for retardation termination was still recommended. It did, I didn’t, and he is above average in intelligence, as are his brothers. We, as parents, were prepared to deal with a mentally challenged child but were blessed with a son whose only shortcoming, as some would surmise, is an over-trusting, tender, and loving nature.

    Taking the easiest road is not necessarily the correct road. Maybe my training or maybe my nature made me as I am, but I do not believe in being a victim. In each circumstance, I will evaluate and take the best course I deem, not necessarily one that is the easiest for me, but it will be on my terms and fair to everyone.

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