A review by magup
Gypsy Boy: My Life in the Secret World of the Romany Gypsies by Mikey Walsh

2.0

Eh. A memoir of a terrible childhood, gypsy-style. I couldn't get comfortable with the depth and breadth to which everyone was a stereotype-- and then, all of a sudden, at the very last minute, they're not?

I don't know enough about real-life gypsies to know how representative of their culture Walsh's portrayal is, so I can't say it doesn't ring true. But I'm hoping it's not particularly accurate. The European side of my family is about as anti-gypsy as anyone not actively paying dues to the Fascist Party needs to be, and Walsh makes their criticisms of Gypsies seem like a round of Kum-ba-yah.