I AM A WIDOW'S SON OUTLAWED AND MUST BE OBEYED. (True History of the Kelly Gang - Peter Carey)

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Product:	True History of the Kelly Gang - Peter Carey
Date:	10/10/01 (194 review reads)
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Advantages: Compelling.

Disadvantages: Faction (what's True and what's not?) Some people may find a whole novel written in one voice a tad monotonous.

I was twenty-five when the b----rs hanged me for murder in 1880.
My gang had tried to derail a train full of police reinforcements sent to capture us. I'd survived the gun battle thanks to the iron helmet and body armour I wore but one of the b------s shot me in the leg.
Such is life. G'day readers I am the ghost of Ned Kelly.

I heard Mr. Peter Carey had written my life story so I've come back to read it. He calls it the "True History…" and pretends they are my own words the cheeky b----r. Knowing me to be uneducated in the ways of parsing and suchlike he has made his grammar poorer so it may sound more True. He hasnt used much punctuation neither. He aint used one single comma in this whole book. I never had no time for commas anyway so fair enough say I.

Mr. Carey tells how my father John was transported from Tipperary to Van Dieman's Land for conspiring to kill a farmer and how I killed a neighbour's heifer when I was a boy and how pa took the blame and was locked up again. We was too poor to afford meat you see and ma was with child. The law treated our kind worse than dogs.
It's the age old tale of poverty and prejudice breeding resentment and rebellion…

I became a reluctant apprentice to an infamous bushranger called Harry Power and what he taught me helped me to keep one step ahead of the police. Peter Carey makes us sound like adjectival Dick Turpin and Robin Hood!

Who could of thought it possible that a boy from a poor Irish family would become a folk hero? You dont call people outlaws nowadays dooyoo? Would I be a terrorist or a freedom fighter do you reckon? I was "the best bloody man there has ever been" according to one poor farmer as knew me. Others said I was a thief and a murderer.
This Peter Carey's told my story uncommon well so fair play to him. I hear that it has won him the Booker Prize for the second time. You adjectival beauty! The
only prize I ever had from a judge before was a cell or a rope.

Now then ladies and gentlemen bail up!
Put your money and jewellery in the bag cobbers this is a stick up!
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