14 years ago, O.J. Simpson killed his ex-wife and her friend. Of that, I have NO doubt and neither do you if you have an ounce of common sense. Blood on his clothes, in his van, on site all matched him or his victims. The bloody gloves fiasco got him off and an impotent judge and prosecutor allowed it. The same shoes the same size. A late night trip to Vegas after the murders. A cut on his hand that had to come from a knife not a broken glass like he claimed. A multitude of other evidence as well.
He beat the wrap with a group of lowlife lawyers with no scruples or hearts. A jury with no courage freed a double murderer.
Now he may spend the rest of his days in jail. That is a good thing. He's a thug. A bully. A coward that uses his size, reputation, and rage to intimidate people to get his way.
Thankfully, a man after my own heart, Ron Goldman (who's son was killed by O.J.) has dogged that slimeball for years after getting a 33.5 million dollar settlement when O.J. was finally found guilty by a civil court. In fact, if he hadn't gone that route, O.J. likely wouldn't have committed this latest crime. This memorabilia was being sold so that they could recoup some of that judgement.
Yes, he got 13 years out of jail, free to roam, date, play golf, and other stupidity. But his freedom is gone. His bravado and arrogance is leashed. Finally.
I don't know how everything works on the other side or where Nicole and Ron Jr. are, but I know they are long past caring about anything here on earth. For the families that were denied justice and have had to watch this idiot run free now have a little bit to be happy about.
Finally. Who's smilin' now, O.J.?
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