Depending on your life experiences hearing the word gypsy can lead down many different roads. For me, not knowing much about real gypsies, it goes two ways. One train of thought says “oh, brightly colored, twirling, jeweled, mysteriously beautiful women” Then, “ew, scary, baby stealing, dirty, skeletal looking people. Maybe you know more about the historical and cultural truths behind Gypsism but if you live in the dark like me hopefully the gypsies of the world will forgive us our ignorance, or at least not target us in their thievery.
I know like everything else in America they have made a reality TV show about gypsy life, I have never watched it and I do not know if it is still airing, nor do I care.
I know that the more I learn about this interesting group of people the more I realize I share a lot of the same qualities and actually think it would be awesome to be a real life gypsy.
You may be reading this thinking, “fooey, what do YOU have in common with gypsies?”
I have done my share of bouncing from job to job.
I dress like the lights have been permanently turned off.
I scrounge food.
Aside from any cult activity or weird internal love-making obligations I am totally down for traveling the world with a dancing group of people.
Okay, Okay, I know nothing about real gypsies and I shan’t be learning anything today because I am not a gypsy and I have work to do.
I will say there must be something to my original thought of beautiful, twirling ladies to inspire this song…
what we want gypsies to be…
what gypsies be…
**no gypsies were harmed in the writing of this blog, because they do not have access to the internet.