Otay, OJ.

I swore I wasn't going to touch O. J. with a ten foot battle lance, but this is just too good not to flaunt....

One man's take on the whole thing....

On September 17th, 2007 at 11:47 am, RevJim said:

C’mon, now. Granted, Orenthal James is hardly our nation’s finest intellect, and it’s quite possible that — given his moronically evil outlook, history of mayhem and murder, and total absence of remorse — he qualifies for Worst Human Outside the Clinton Circle.

But as a reflection of American culture — our legal system, our conflicting notions of what matters in life, our collective worship of celebrity (at what cost?), our susceptibility to viewing even matters of life and death through the lens of race and idiotic PC — O.J. Simpson and the stench swirling around him have no equal.

I, for one, continue to be interested, and still pray — for all our sakes — that this saga ends with the door of a prison cell clanking shut behind him with all the force of a 6′6″ defensive tackle clotheslining the man. And I want to see it happen.

If he carried a gun,
He ain’t gonna run.

Amen, bro! Amen!