I Said That YOU Would Kill ME!

“Look what the bastard’s done to me!” wept Nicole Simpson as her sister Denise snapped dramatic photos of the battered blonde – which offer horrifying proof of her vicious beating at the hands of O.J.

Those photos were seized by police from Nicole’s safe deposit box and are now in the hands of prosecutors. It’s up to Judge Lance Ito to decide if they can be introduced at O.J.’s trial. Continue reading I Said That YOU Would Kill ME!

An Incredible Coincidence or One Masterful Effort…

A bizarre link has been found between the brutal murder of Nicole Simpson and a young nightclub owner – a connection that defense lawyers hope will help prove O.J.’s innocence.

STAR has learned that Nicole and her friend Ronald Goldman were both regulars at a club owned by murder victim Brett Cantor, whose death was eerily similar to the Simpson slayings.

In fact, there are so many chilling similarities in the vicious killings of all three that Judge Lance Ito has given Simpson defense attorney Robert Shapiro permission to review the original police reports into Cantor’s death.

The 24-year-old businessman who was killed last year, owned the Dragonfly Club, in the heart of Hollywood… Continue reading An Incredible Coincidence or One Masterful Effort…

Murder on the Orenthal Express

There is no precedent in the annals of American crime for the pile of excrement in which football hero OJ Simpson has landed himself.

Despite our own rich heritage of mass murderers and celebrity villains, British criminal history also has nothing to compare. This is no Lester Piggott tax evasion scandal. A bona fide American sports legend may be on a one-way trip to the gas chamber.

It could only happen in America… Continue reading Murder on the Orenthal Express

A ‘Drop-Dead’ Soundbite for Violence

The voice is, by turns angry, exasperated, terrified and, finally resigned. It is her second 911 call within 10 minutes.

In the background, a man is screaming – about children, tabloids, an old boyfriend. The words are only semi-audible, but his rage needs no amplification.

“Could you get someone over here¬†now, to 325 Gretna Green. He’s back. Please”, asks Nicole Simpson.

“What does he look like?” asks the operator.

“He’s O.J. Simpson. I think you know his record”, she says with a tremor of panic. Simpson she explains, had broken down the back door of her house. Continue reading A ‘Drop-Dead’ Soundbite for Violence

Footnote to an Astonishing Fate?

The end, last week, was off-camera.

After the bloody steps, the heart-rending funerals, the surreal chase through the twilight of Los Angeles, O.J. Simpson surrendered himself into the darkness his life has become.

It was a peaceful end, a surprisingly peaceful end, to a week that was drenched in trauma, tension and blood.

On Sunday night, O.J.’s ex-wife Nicole Brown Simpson and her friend, a young waiter-model named Ronald Goldman, were stabbed to death outside her $650,000 town house.

Almost from the moment their bodies were found less than two hours later, as crumpled and porous as Caesar’s, suspicion focused on O.J.

Newsweek Magazine (June 27 1994) Continue reading Footnote to an Astonishing Fate?