Nice piece. It got me thinking about other examples in SF… like the crew of the aptly-named Wayfarer in Becky Chambers's The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet.
The Romani might be mysterious and unknowable to some, but they are also damn fine musicians (e.g. Django Reinhardt, The Gipsy Kings) by any sense of that word, and so I view them with respect for that.
Nice piece. It got me thinking about other examples in SF… like the crew of the aptly-named Wayfarer in Becky Chambers's The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet.
Gypsies are more often scorned than welcomed when they arrive. Like many legends and dreams, the reality is far different than the myth.
I’m happy to wave to the wanderers as they pass through and let the more adventurous join them.
The Romani might be mysterious and unknowable to some, but they are also damn fine musicians (e.g. Django Reinhardt, The Gipsy Kings) by any sense of that word, and so I view them with respect for that.
Cf. the Bedel (on the planet Surebleak, in the Liaden series by Steve Miller and Sharon Lee).