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2050

It was a lovely sunny day. A gentle breeze russled the leaves of the trees in London’s Saint James Park. Ian Miller gazed out of the window of his office. He smiled at the sight of the little children with their black or mixed race nannies. The children played happily under the watchful gaze of the servants. “Gods in his heaven and alls right with the world” popped unbidden into Ian’s head. The United Kingdom in the year 2050 was a stable and prosperous country and Ian was proud that in some small way he was responsible for maintaining that peace and tranquillity.

Ian shuddered as he remembered the chaos which had engulfed the country in the 2030s and early 2040s. Following the UK’s decision to leave the European Union in 2015 the economy had nose dived. The EU had erected trade barriers putting UK PLC at a competitive disadvantage as the country’s manufacturers had to pay heavy tariffs in order to do business with the EU. The decision to exit the EU also meant that the free flow of labour and capital was stifled leading to economic stagnation and growing social unrest. Racial tensions had grown with large numbers of white Britons blaming black and other ethnic minorities for the countries difficulties. Black and Asian businesses had been attacked and to counter the onslaught gangs of black and Asian youths where formed to protect their communities.

Cometh the hour, cometh the man. In 2035 the British Patriot Party (BPP) was formed by a group of disaffected people on the far right of the Conservative Party. For a brief period the party was led by the charming but ineffective Lord Microft. The party’s programme emphasised a return to governance by the landed and business elites, the reintroduction of national service, harsher punishments for criminals including the death penalty for murder and a halt to all future immigration. In January 3036 Microft was replaced by John Marks a small businessman from Leeds. The party’s programme was extended to appeal to a broader cross section of disaffected white Britons. Demands for the reintroduction of the death penalty and national service where joined by a proposal to “encourage the voluntary repatriation of non whites with generous resettlement grants to their countries of origin”. The Programme went on “We recognise that not all black and other minorities will wish to leave the UK. Anyone wishing to stay is welcome to remain, however in return for the hospitality afforded to them by the United Kingdom they will be expected to serve the indigenous (white community). Non-whites who remain will be treated humanely, however they will not be permitted to own property (other than personal possessions, E.G. clothes), all rights to own property will be restricted to the indigenous (white) peoples of these islands”.

The party saw a steady growth in support among all sections of the white community. The working classes where attracted by the prospect of the removal of black and other ethnic minority competition to their labour while the middle class liked the party’s emphasis on social order. Unlike other parties of the far right Marks was careful to avoid any hint of association with Nazism. Any member who expressed public admiration for Nazi Germany was immediately expelled and the wearing of Nazi style uniforms resulted in a life long ban on party membership. This rejection of Nazi and Fascist ideas convinced people who would never have considered voting for an avowedly Nazi party to join or at least to cast their vote for the party at local and general elections.

The general election of May 2040 saw the election of a weak coalition of conservative and liberal parties. The inability of the coalition to govern lead to the calling of a fresh election in May 2041. While the BPP didn’t win a majority it held the balance of power and following the failure of negociations between the Conservative and several smaller parties on the forming of a coalition Marks was summoned to Buckingham Palace by the Queen and asked to form a government.

To be continued

Announcement About Samantha By K Morris

In order to comply with the rules of KDP Select I must remove my book, Samantha from this blog. The KDP Select rules state that while a title is enrolled in the scheme it must be exclusive to KDP Select and in order to continue to benefit from the free promotion days offered I need to remove Samantha.

This is not an easy decision. Looking back at Samantha as it appears on this blog I see many likes and comments. These signs of appreciation encouraged me to keep writing and mean a lot to me. However the rules are the rules so later today my book, Samantha will disappear from newauthoronline.com, It will however continue to be available for purchase in the Kindle store here http://www.amazon.com/Samantha-ebook/dp/B00BL3CNHI/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1362209698&sr=1-1&keywords=samantha+k+morris. In addition Samantha will be available free from 3-7 March on Amazon.

Thank you all for your likes and comments.

 

Kevin

Oops I Shouldn’t Have Said That!

As a child I lost my vision and am now registered blind. This was as a consequence of a blood clot on the brain. Being disabled I was shocked and angered to read about Colin Brewer, a councillor on Cornwall County Council who stated that “disabled children should be put down” (http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2285773/Collin-Brewer-resigns-saying-Disabled-children-cost-down.html?ITO=1490&ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490). Mr Brewer made the remarks to a representative of a charity for disabled children back in 2011. The lady to whom the remarks where addressed naturally complained to the Council and over 18 months later received an apology from Mr Brewer apologising for his remarks and stating that the remarks where not, in fact his views. His explanation (excuse) is that he had just come out of a heated council meeting during which the significant costs of supporting children with disabilities had been discussed and he was “still hot under the collar” following the discussions. Seeing the charity workker he gave vent to his anger which he now says was wrong. Not surprisingly Mr Brewer has now resigned although he is, apparently considering standing in May’s local elections. Good luck Mr Brewer, you will need it as the vast majority of decent ordinary people will, I’m sure vote for candidates other than yourself!

We all at times get angry and say things which we don’t mean and later bitterly regret having said, however the remarks of Mr Brewer are not in this category. In Nazi Germany disabled people (both children and adults) where exterminated by the authorities on the direct order of Adolf Hitler. The so-called T-4 Programme was carried out in secret, however news of it’s existence leaked out and (not surprisingly) even in Nazi Germany public revulsion was voiced by brave churchmen and other members of the community which lead to the Programme’s official suspension but it’s continued operation at an unofficial level. The Programme saw experimentation with the gassing of people with disabilities, a method later utilised by the Nazis in the Final Solution (the attempted extermination of European Jewery).

Mr Brewer’s belief that children who are disabled should be “put down” was put into horrific practice in Nazi Germany and this is why it is right that he has resigned. One does (as I said above) say things which are not meant during the heat of the moment, however there are certain remarks which no civilised person would make as it would never enter into their head to make them. Murdering disabled children falls into this category!

The Rise In Student Prostitution Revisited

On 8 December 2012 I wrote a post entitled The Rise In Student Prostitution (http://newauthoronline.com/2012/12/08/the-rise-in-student-prostitution/). In the article I drew attention to a piece in a student newspaper, The Angle in which the author argues that many of those who enter the world of escorting are naieve (they do not realise that becoming an escort entails the provision of sexual services and by the time the realisation dawns on them it is to late they have, in effect already entered the world of prostitution).

I was interested to hear yesterday (27 February)from a young woman who works as a professional escort to pay for her medical studies in Germany. She discounts the idea that students entering the world of escorting are naieve and describes herself as being sexually liberal and enjoying the company of men (http://newauthoronline.com/2012/12/08/the-rise-in-student-prostitution/). In response to a question from me she states that the other student escorts with whom she is acquainted engage in escorting in order to obtain money (no surprise there then)! She also states that engaging in prostitution entails lieing in order to hide one’s occupation from others.

In my book, The First Time, we meet Becky who enters the world of prostitution, as a professional escort in order to clear her debts and avoid becoming homeless. As with the young lady who commented on my post Becky is far from being naieve. Her friend Julie works as an escort and Becky knows that men who use the services of prostitutes want more than mere company, they do, in the majority of cases expect a full personal service. However understanding what prostitution means at an intellectual level is not the same as grasping the reality of sex work. After her first encounter with a client Becky is violently ill (she feels that she is not a mere receptacle for men to “pour themselves into” and it is this feeling of worthlessness which makes her sick(.

The First Time is the fictional portrayal of two young women’s experience of prostitution. I do not claim that all those who work in the sex industry experience it in the same manner as Becky and Julie, rather The First Time explores a particular set of circumstances which lead Becky to enter sex work and her response to working as an escort. People are individuals and they react to circumstances in diverse and sometimes unexpected ways. I don’t claim to provide an overarching explanation as to why ladies enter prostitution I do, however believe that The First Time represents the lived experience (albeit through fiction) of a section of those engaged in the sex industry.

(For the First Time, by Kevin Morris please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-First-Time-ebook/dp/B00AIK0DD6. For my latest book, Samantha which describes the experiences of a young girl forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool and her struggle for survival please visit http://www.amazon.co.uk/Samantha-ebook/dp/B00BL3CNHI/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1362087266&sr=1-1).

What’s In A Name?

Whats in a name? Well quite a lot actually. I published my book, The First Time under my full name (Kevin Morris) and it duly appears on my Goodread’s Author Profile under that name. However I’ve just (24 February) published my book, Samantha using the initial K followed by my surname, Morris. No problem I thought. Sadly this is not so as I’m now unable to add Samantha to my Author Profile on Goodreads (http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6879063.Kevin_Morris). That will teach me to use different conbinations of my name when publishing books! I’ve e-mailed Goodreads about finding a solution to this issue and I await their reply.

Off now to lie down in a darkened room with a wet towel over my head.

 

Kevin

Samantha by K Morris Available Free from 3-7 March 2013

My book, Samantha will be available free, on Amazon from 3-7 March. The promotion starts at approximately 12 am pacific standard time, on 3 March and ends at around 12:59 am on 7 March.

Samantha tells the story of a young girl forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool. Can Sam escape the physical and mental abuse of her pimp, Barry or will she end her days in the waters of the river Mersey. For Samantha by K Morris please visit the following link http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BL3CNHI/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_QErlrb12J4Y1K

Thank You – Samantha by K Morris Now Available In The Kindle Store

My book, Samantha is now available in the Amazon Kindle store as an ebook http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BL3CNHI/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_QErlrb12J4Y1K. A big thank you to all of you who encouraged me in writing Samantha both through your comments and by liking the drafts as they appeared here.

 

Kevin

The First Time Available For Sampling Or Purchase On Amazon

My collection of short stories, The First Time is available in the Amazon Kindle store for £0.77 http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-First-Time-ebook/dp/B00AIK0DD6. In the first story, The First Time, we meet Becky a young graduate with a first class degree in English literature. Becky runs up a large credit card bill and fears losing her home. In order to solve her financial problems she becomes a professional escort (prostitute) and the story explores the effects of this decision on Becky and her fellow escort and friend Julie. Other stories look at what happens when machines attain human-level intelligence. To sample or purchase The First Time please visit the above link.

Guy

Guy looked into the river. The murky waters where fast flowing. As he watched an old matress floated past turning in circular motions as the strong current bore it away. The railing which separated him from the whirling waters below wasn’t high. A man of his agility could so easily climb over and be lost in the freezing depths below. Now that he stood on the foot bridge the icey rain blowing into his face he wasn’t sure that he could go through with it.

A voice in his head said “Do it. Your lungs will fill with water. There will be a few moments of panic but then blessed nothingness will engulf you”. A contrary voice whispered, “You coward man. Face the music. Hand yourself in, do what you know to be right”.

Guy gripped the railings as the bridge began to sway. The wind made the river boil like the witches cauldron in Macbeth. Spray from the river below was borne by powerful gusts into Guy’s face. Guy’s grip on the rail tightened his knuckles turning white with the cold and the pressure of his grip.

The lights of a passing police car momentarily lit up the waters. Could they be coming for him? Guy thought the panic rising in him. He felt sick. Guy vomited into the river. Looking around he saw that the police car had disappeared into the blackness, They weren’t looking for him then. He breathed a little easier his heart returning to something approximating to normality.

Why had he done it? Guy couldn’t answer the question. No that wasn’t true, he could answer it but he was repelled by the answer. Thinking back on the events of earlier that day Guy felt the bile rise in him again. Leaning over the railings he vomited once more the remaining contents of his stomach being borne away by the torent below.

You filthy animal. You sick, sick puppy Guy told himself. Animals had no self control, he was a wild beast lacking in all restraint. No that wasn’t true and Guy knew it. Unlike the lion or the tiger he possessed that uniquely human attribute, that which philosophers call conscience. He had known that his actions where wrong but he had allowed his animal instincts to take over. He was worse than an animal as he, unlike they knew the difference between moral and immoral.

 

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The curtains where drawn with only a dim glow being cast by a shaded lamp. The girl was indistinct. Guy could make out the briefest of skirts and a top made of some gauzy material barely covering her young frame. “You want me?” she said stroking his leg. Guy tried to concentrate, to break through his arousal and pinpoint what was causing him concern. He squinted trying to get a better look at his companion. She had long blonde hair tied up in pigtails and looked every inch the schoolgirl. “How old are you?” he asked hoarsely. “18” she replied. “You look much younger” Guy said. “Look mister do you really wanna know my age?” she said. Guy hesitated, “Well do you?” the girl asked looking unblinkingly into Guy’s eyes. Guy swallowed, “Yes” he answered finally. “OK I’m 14. Satisfied now?” Guy new what he should do. Get the hell out of that place straight away. Instead he shrugged, unbuttoned his jeans and pushing the girl down on the bed gave in to his desires.

 

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Guy stirred into the dark waters. They mirrored the blackness which lurked deep within him. Slowly, deliberately he climed over the railings. There was a splash, a brief flailing of legs and then the dark waters closed over the head of another suicide.

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