{"id":36212,"date":"2014-10-16T00:00:54","date_gmt":"2014-10-16T07:00:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.todayifoundout.com\/?p=36212"},"modified":"2014-10-11T18:40:51","modified_gmt":"2014-10-12T01:40:51","slug":"day-history-october-16th-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.todayifoundout.com\/index.php\/2014\/10\/day-history-october-16th-2\/","title":{"rendered":"This Day in History: October 16th- Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde"},"content":{"rendered":"

This Day In History<\/a>: October 16, 1854<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"oscar_wilde\"<\/a>The world became a more colorful and interesting place on October 16, 1854 when Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde was born in Dublin, Ireland. (Later in life he dropped \u201cFingal O’Flahertie Wills\u201d, explaining his name was far too long for a person who would be as famous as he.) During his childhood, Oscar was remembered by his sister\u2019s physician as \u201can affectionate, gentle, retiring, dreamy boy.\u201d<\/p>\n

When he was 16 years-old, Oscar, who was already fluent in French and enthralled with classical Greek literature, enrolled at Trinity College in Dublin. He won a scholarship to Magdalene College in Oxford in 1875, where his love of art and reckless abandon began to blossom.<\/p>\n

Oscar\u2019s poetry was published in several literary magazines in 1875 -1876. In 1878, he began writing poetry more seriously, and he was awarded the prestigious Newdigate Prize for English poetry with Ravenna. Soon after, he left Oxford for London to make a name for himself among the literati.<\/p>\n

Wilde certainly knew how to make a statement. Not only was he a brilliant poet, writer and speaker, but also a \u201cProfessor of Aesthetics\u201d. He was certainly hard to miss with his long, flowing hair, decked out in velvet frock coats, knee breeches and lace cuffs \u2013 every inch the impeccable dandy.<\/p>\n

After Oscar self-published the volume Poems<\/em> in 1888, he embarked on a lecture tour of the Unites States. When asked at customs if he had anything to declare, the foppish Wilde supposedly replied \u201cNothing but my genius.\u201d\u00a0 Oscar traveled the entire nation, establishing himself as an expert on all things pertaining to art and taste.<\/p>\n

In 1884, Wilde married Constance Lloyd, an outspoken, well-read woman four years his junior. They quickly had two sons, Cyril in 1885 and Vyvyan in 1886. He was now entering the most creative period of his life. Wilde\u2019s only novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray<\/em><\/a>, was released in 1890. It caused a furor due to its implied homo-eroticism, which would come back to haunt him just a few years later.<\/p>\n

Lady Windermere’s Fan, Oscar\u2019s first play, was such a financial and critical success when it premiered in 1892 that he continued to write for the stage, crafting such classic plays as A Woman of No Importance<\/em> (1893) and The Importance of Being Earnest<\/em> (1895).<\/p>\n

In 1891, while Oscar was busy wow-ing them with his talent and impeccable taste in \u2013 everything, he met Lord Alfred Douglas, the son of the Marquis of Queensberry, who he would always call \u201cBosie.\u201d They soon became inseparable. Oscar showered Bosie with attention and lavish gifts, and Douglas was slavishly devoted to Oscar even though (or because?) his father passionately hated Wilde\u2019s guts. (Though Douglas always maintained that he and Wilde never did \u201cit\u201d, stories about Oscar\u2019s sexual escapades with both sexes had been proliferating for years.)<\/p>\n

The Marquis of Queensberry decided to make Oscar Wilde\u2019s life as hellish as possible in the hopes that he would abandon his son. He made an unsuccessful attempt to disrupt the opening night of Wilde\u2019s play The Importance of Being Earnest<\/em>, and left a calling card for Oscar that read \u201cOscar Wilde posing as a somdomite\u201d [sic] at an elite London establishment. Although most of his friends were against the idea (except for the ever-devoted Bosie), Wilde filed a libel suit against the Marquis.<\/p>\n

Oscar ending up withdrawing the charges, but he was arrested and convicted of gross indecency for homosexual acts with men. Interestingly, none of these acts included his constant companion, Bosie. Wilde was sentenced to two years of hard labor, which was the beginning of the downward slide that led to his death.<\/p>\n

While imprisoned, Oscar wrote The Ballad of Reading Gaol<\/em>, which chronicled his misery. After his release in 1897, he immediately hooked back up with Bosie (temporarily it turned out) and moved to Paris. He underwent surgery to treat a reoccurring ear infection, but it developed into an abscess. This led to cerebral meningitis, and he died at age 46.<\/p>\n

But being Oscar Wilde, he couldn\u2019t leave the planet without making a statement on the aesthetics of his surroundings, and apparently the wallpaper of the room he was dying in was offensive to his sensibilities. \u201cOne of us had to go,\u201d he insisted.<\/p>\n

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