Volume 41, Number 15 · September 22, 1994
The Simpsons
By John Gregory Dunne
Is there anyone out there who has not heard the facts, the factoids, the allegations, the half-truths, the untruths, the leaks, the smears, heard the E-mail jokes (hundreds of them, thousands, tasteless, it is always agreed, in all mitigating sanctimony, even as they are passed on: 'Did you hear that O.J.'s signed a new contract with Hertz… he's going to be making license plates for them…. The bad news is O.J.'s going to prison, the good news is that Michael Jackson's taking the kids…. Did you hear O.J.'s last words to Nicole…your waiter will be with you shortly…. Rodney King told O.J., 'Good thing you didn't get out of the car, Juice…''), heard the theories zipping along the communications highway, crisscrossing the Internet, hundreds of them, too, thousands, vide Lauren Swann to François Coulombe, Sunday, July 10, 1994, 10:04:13 AM ('Why was nothing else but a glove found at the back of the guest house? How convenient'), vide Joan Porte to Lauren Swann, Sunday, July 10, 1994, 2:23:19 PM ('Personally I think someone saw how easy it was to make Michael Jackson fall, and had it in for O.J.'), the bloody butchery murders of Nicole and Ron (who in death achieved what O.J. earned in life, the true fame of not needing a last name for identification) a nirvana for conspiracy theorists, halcyon days, not since JFK and the grassy knoll, the three tramps, the single bullet, Zapruder frames 200 to 224.
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