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"HOW I HELPED O. J. SIMPSON GET AWAY WITH MURDER"

I am admittedly obsessed with the fact that O. J. Simpson got away with double murder. So, of course, I could not wait to read "How I Helped O. J. Get Away With Murder: The Shocking Inside Story of Violence, Loyalty, Regret, and Remorse" by Mike Gilbert. I refused to purchase this confession of amorality and avarice. So, I patiently waited for an advance reserved copy from my local library. It was well worth the wait.

This book is admirably brave and brutally honest. It illustrates the perils of hero worship and hedonism, guilt and gullibility, passion and pain, remorse and redemption, blood ties, and bloody hands. It is the most intimate and introspective of all of the books penned to date about these legendary and lucrative murders.

Gilbert takes us deep inside the living rooms and lounges of O. J.'s codependent and worshipful inner circle. We see the remorseless monster behind the mask that is O. J. the celebrity. It is filled with pitiful passions and pathologies.

This book does not seek absolution. It reads as a cathartic and superior accounting of collective sins. It details shameless masquerades of innocence and injury. At best, it is a sincere, though belated, discovery of morality and remorse. At worst, it self-righteously condemns countless other fans and friends of O.J., who are still blinded by denial and devoid of similarly belated consciences. Gilbert has proven that he is not as amoral as he is imperfect.

This book is a page turner. It succinctly recaps the best evidence against O. J. It reads like a diary of a fallen hero. It brings us into the center of O. J.'s private hell, beneath the gloss of his public bliss.

This book is a perfect summer read. It is steamy with the gossip it confirms. Here are a few excerpts from "How I Helped O. J. Get Away With Murder: The Shocking Inside Story of Violence, Loyalty, Regret, and Remorse":

"...we put our hands up to either side of the glass. I looked down at his hands, where I saw a big swollen gash on the middle finger of his left hand. It was macabre

Marcus [Allen] clearly believed that O. J. was guilty. He told me once, "Mike O.J. couldn't look me in the eye".

[O.J. said,] "Check Taurus. Does it say: Hey, I'm dead?" I could not believe he had said that. Nicole was a Taurus...That's not what you'd expect to hear from a man talking about the love of his life. But the true love of O. J.'s life was O. J.

It turns out that O. J. was on Prozac. It is called a disassociative state. It is the state that people enter right before a gruesome eruption of violence.

...we knew that the blood could easily have saturated three surfaces of the sock when O. J. took it off, or if he had stepped on it after he had taken it off.

[Mark Fuhrman] is a good cop Mike", O. J. said. "This is a damn good cop. And he is a good witness."

There had been a few times when we were traveling together when O. J. forgot his arthritis medicine and his hands, especially his knuckles, would get huge from swelling.

When it came time for the jury to walk through Rockingham, the place had already been refurbished as if by magic elves, to influence the jury. It was like changing the set of a play.

[After the civil trial] the game plan was to move as much as we could, hide as much as we could, and replace that which could be replaced.

It took me years to realize that [O. J.] has no empathy for any other human being.

O.J.'s] girlfriend, Christie Prody - a young woman with insatiable appetites for drugs, sex, threesomes, and trouble - was always in the middle of the various schemes. Christie was and is [O. J's] partner in debauchery. Since the night of the murders, O. J.'s current girlfriend Christie Prody has dialed 911 on at least two occasions, and even his and Nicole's daughter Sydney has dialed 911 because of him.

...my belief is that if it weren't for Marcus Allen's relationship with Nicole, June 12 would have come and gone like any other summer night in Brentwood, and that Nicole and Ron would still be alive."

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