What it do gangstas? This week we
gettin hedonistic with The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde.
Up in nineteenth century London, an artist named Basil just finished his masterpiece-
a portrait of some fine-lookin stud named Dorian Gray. His boy Lord Henry be all like
“Damn! That boy is fine!” When Dorian rolls in to peep game at his painting,
Lord Henry start preachin to Dorian bout how a pretty boy like
him ain’t gonna stay pretty forever. So he gotta drop bein all virtuous and chase
dem pleasures of the flesh while he still got it. Dorian seems like he dig, so he takes
his portrait home and start chillin with Lord Henry on the reg.
A month later Dorian tells Lord H that he got himself a new dame- some actress
named Sybil. And like THAT, Dorian wanna put a ring on it.
S’all good til one night Dorian takes his boys to see Sybil shake it on stage.
But she be straight trippin. Sybil so bad that Dorian be all like “the fu** girl?”
Sybil say she so in love with his fine self that she don’t care bout acting anymore.
But Dorian ain’t dealin with no has-beens and dumps her ass right then and there.
Dorian comes home and notices that his portrait changed somehow and now it got
a nasty sneer all up on his mug. When word comes that Sybil dun iced herself, Dorian
decide he don’t give a fu** no mo and gonna lock that portrait upstairs and devote himself
to lusty livin. Years pass and word on the street
is that even though Dorian still young and fine, he been up to some scandalous sh**.
One day he runs in to Basil who say that a lotta hoods be talkin mess bout his rep. Basil
say “is it for real?” Then Dorian take Basil back to his
crib where lets the painting do the talking. And dat thing ALL jacked up now. Dorian gets
so riled up at the thought of his ruined image that he grabs a knife and shanks Basil! That
fool dead. Later, Dorian hits up Lord Henry
and tell him that he done with all that hedonistic garb and wanna be good again. But Lord Henry
just think he playin and don’t pay him no mind.
Then Dorian goes up to the portrait to see if it’s changed now that he wanna
be righteous, but that ugly ass mug is nastier than ever.
After hearing a big ass thump, Dorian’s servants run upstairs
where they see a wrinkly-ass corpse, and a portrait of young Dorian look all fine. Ain’t
that a bitch? Now back before this story dropped in 1890s, Wilde was beefin with his tight-ass
publishers who weren’t diggin all the steamy bro-on-bro action. It wasn’t until 2011
that the uncensored typescript hit the streets. But why these haters gotta hate? Cuz on the
real, most homies say Wilde JUST layin down a morality
tale. See, Dorian’s mind always warring
between two philosophies: of either livin the moral life or sayin “man fu** dat mess”
and chase all dem human temptations. Since Basil’s always gettin his
tighties all bunched up over Dorian’s purity, he reppin the moral side. Whereas Harry’s dirty self reppin
the wild side of humanity that only care about intensity of feeling. To Harry, Dorian ain’t
nothin more than a choice piece of meat. As Dorian keep sinkin in to Henry’s
whack ass hedonism, the portrait gets fuglier and fuglier, like it’s his soul telling
him he dun fu**ed up and chose the wrong path. That’s one of the reasons his
hiding spot bothers him so much. Sparky reads quote: “Every moment of his
lonely childhood came back to him, as he looked round. He remembered the stainless purity
of his boyish life, and it seemed horrible to him that it was here that the fatal portrait
was to be hidden away.” But what Dorian don’t see is that
nothing simple as good and evil. It ain’t just his vices that he trying to hide from
the world- it’s also a part of himself. Like Wilde himself said: “All
excess, as well as all renunciation, brings its own punishment.”
Truth is, if you tryin to say that life is ALL ABOUT purity or sin or the body
and the soul, then you straight trippin. Cuz what’s really fu**in up Dorian’s game
is that he thinks he gotta chose one or the other. Fool needs to realize that a real playa
embraces all those things. Like Dorian say “Each of us has
Heaven and Hell in him.” Hey thanks for checkin me out. Make
sure you embrace your inner thug and subscribe. Peace.