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Should add here that in America there's no such thing as gypsies any longer. You're never going to hear anyone talking about gypsies. When I was child of about 5 or 6 I saw a long line of cars and trailers being escorted by the cops out of the city. I remember this very clearly and I asked my pop what was going on, and he said: "Gypsies." I took it that gypsies weren't a good thing, whatever they were. It was a big show for a 5 year old back in the day.
you're quite wrong to say there are no such things as gypsies in America, nowadays. or that no one speaks of them.
Their classic move is to gain entry to a home, distract the residents, while one of them tosses another room, grabbing jewelry, cash, small valuables. The owner never realizes he's been robbed, until they are gone. Police regularly warn residents to never let anyone in claiming to be from utilities, asking for water for their pregnant daughter seems to be a popular scam. They usually hit poorer neighborhoods, because those people keep cash, and are more likely to help them, and not immediately call the police. Police call them Gypsies. but they just don't mean vagrant thieves, they mean gypsies.
my experiences- i walked a park road everyday, with my son in a stroller, and dog by our side. one particular summer, a large group of teens and preteens, boys and girls, were in a park shelter almost every day. These kids had dark skin, but weren't african american or Indian. I couldn't place their ethnicity. The boys wore clothes a little formal for american kids their age and for the weather...long sleeve shirts and long dark trousers, the girls wore full skirts, horizontally striped with bright colors. They were an odd bunch, but seemed bemused by ME as i walked by, as if I was the oddity. One afternoon, we returned home. Our house was at the end of a little used cul de sac. I was sitting on the porch, which was covered by an awning and shaded by large yew shrubs. the dog was on a long lead, and was resting in the shade of the porch. Sitting quietly, I could not be seen from the street by a casual passerby , but i could see the street perfectly well. My little son was ambling about on the little bit of yard in the front of the house. A car with 4 of these teenagers pulled slowly down our street, turned in the turn around, came back down, and stopped in front of our house. They were eyeing my son! i could see them thru the shrubs. I jumped up and ran out onto the lawn, grabbing my son. That got a big laugh from all in the car, and they sped away. Later I spoke to the police, and they said, gypsies. They had gotten a lot of complaints, things missing, cars gone into, these kids found where they shouldn't have been, that sort of thing. My mother's instinct told me my son was in danger, and I believe he was about to get snatched.
A year or so later, small groups of gypsies invaded the local mall from time to time, doing distract, grab and runs. The police were looking for a large late model cadillac (the big barge type) with stolen Texas plates. Police said gypsies, local news had to more politically correct, and they called them a gang of migrant thieves.
In a neighboring local town, a rash of thefts. Police said small windows were smashed out behind the shops,and children were lowered into the windows, and they then opened the doors for their adult handlers. Once again police said gypsies.
So while it may be considered passe or even racist to say the the G word. They still exist. And some perhaps are up to no good.
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