No suckas I ain't leavin' this here space. Yall fuckers probably want that; hating ass bastards. I'm actually about to start doing more around here starting with a Blu interview I got lined up for tomorrow. I'm actually here to publicly mourn the death of the best fuckin show EVAR, The Wire. As I sit here, eyes blood shot red wondering where I'm going to get my weekly fix of gangsterlicious shit I can't even begin to fathom what's next for me. Maybe I'll start following politics more closely. Some pretty gangster shit goes down (word to Blackwater).
Unlike most of you paleface yuckmos and privileged darkeys I grew up too broke to get HBO. Actually, I don't recall getting cable--legal cable--and consistent cable until like my sophomore or junior year of high school. And we didn't get HBO until late junior year or senior year. My first interaction with H-BO came with what every teen who's newly aware of self induced coitus would be, the hit or miss way the fuck off Real Sex (don't front I know some of yall rememeber that Hedonism joint they did in Jamaica...man. I almost jerked myself into an eternal slumber that... good times, good times). Anyways, after I started getting maaad stank my need for flix was quelled for the time being. I mean hey, there was no high speed internet then. So my use for HBO evolved and I starting watching what would be IMO the first premise of The Wire, The Corner. It was penned by the Roc and was like the illest look at crackheads and their life. Although it was poignant, the shit was sad as fuck.
Then came The Wire. I was like the only nigga in my high school watching it. Cats were too dumb to really dig the gangsterness--the byzantine storylines, the unforeseen twists and Omar (my nigga Omar). At the time the druglord, was Avon Barksdale and Wee-Bey was the muscle. Man them boys used to get busy [II]. I never thought they'd get jammed up but I knew when they let Avon's simp ass cousin, D'Angelo, on it was Titanic time. Even still the boys maneuvered through 2 seasons. After that I went off to college and the dorms didn't even have cable (gotta love the squalor of HBCU living). I missed the next season of The Wire. Between working and slappin cakes and school and drugs and writing there wasn't much time for much else so I forgot about The Wire.
I still heard people discussing it and it had became pretty popular. My girl just happened to have HBO and OnDemand. While the season 4 had been over, the OnDee remained. I watched season 4 in one day b/c the shit was expiring at midnight. It was the best day of my life barring...no it was the best day of my life. I watched 12/13 hours straight and regretted not a minute of that day. Now, that I'm a grown ass man and can afford the luxury of having cable with one premium channel--not that I'll keep HBO now that the Wire is gone--I could catch the Wire week by week and I did. And after watching the final episode, I'm damn near in tears. The Wire so visually encompasses what this world is really about. The mofos who front like they're clean are dirty as fuck and the grimiest thieves in this world have honor. Basically, we're all human and with or without us this world continues to turn on its sphere. I know that's some of the sappiest romantic bullshit rhetoric ever but it's and perhaps if I may, the realest shit I ever wrote. I'll miss you The Wire. We grew together and I'd sacrifice my best friend(s) just to have one more season...
Therein lies the greatest show ever...The Wire
PS They better not pull this shit with Nip/Tuck or so help me gawd someone will pay
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