Tuesday, November 27

The OJ Simpson Murder Revisited | Nicole Brown Simpson's Neck Decapitation Photo




Although he was acquitted of the horrendous crimes, these graphic crime scene photos show evidence of an extremely psychopathic, angry, jealous, and somewhat deranged husband. One whom, after their break-up, began stalking his wife's every move until one day confronting her—and the man he viewed as her new boyfriend—in the doorway of his upscale mansion.

No doubt about it. The evidence is overwhelming that the husband then murdered them both in cold blood.

That husband's name is Orenthal James Simpson, better known as 'OJ.' And Simpson's estranged wife's name was 35-year-old Nicole Brown-Simpson.

The entire story is a long one, but I will attempt to summarize it for you here and give you my theory.

It took place June 12, 1994, in the Brentwood district of Los Angeles, California—a place where, only days before, after one-too-many highly publicized domestic quarrels, ones where "911" was eventually called, the loving married couple, OJ and Nicole, had finally separated.

Simpson, a former NFL football star for the Denver Broncos of the NFL was a competitive athlete with a passion for winning. But this time after agreeing to move out of the house, he felt he had lost.

OJ had 'physically' left the marriage, but not 'mentally.' And, as a result of the heart-breaking separation, he was now finding himself slowly sinking into a mental depression.

Simpson was now quickly becoming obsessed with another great challenge—maybe his greatest. Which was how to get somehow back-together with his estranged wife, who, by the way, wanted nothing more to do with him.

It was like she was winning an emotional game against OJ..she seemed happy, and she was dating..which made him all the more furious.

Speculation from the evidence tells us that Simpson likely thought that "one way or another" he would get back at his ex-wife...even if it meant death.

OJ, from that point onward, trailed Nicole like a proverbial wounded deer; because, he also most-likely thought, "If I can't have her back, then nobody else will have her either."

On the night of the actual crime, Simpson—while waiting-in-the-weeds like a cowardly Lion—watched closely from afar as Nicole left a local L.A restaurant named the 'Mezzaluna Trattoria.' It was at this eatery where it is said Nicole had met and was now "dating" a 26-year-old waiter named Ronald Goldman.

This is merely speculation, but in my opinion, Simpson probably followed his wife home from the 'Mezzaluna Trattoria.' Albeit, at a safe distance so he wouldn't be detected.

Perhaps then, once his wife had arrived back home, Simpson may have stalked her by circling the block many times, and walking the perimeter of the property, peering in through the windows to see what she was up to.

The key piece of this puzzle—which brought this threesome together like something from an old Alfred Hitchcock movie, or a psychotic perfect storm, or murderous Bermuda sex-triangle, was simply a pair of reading glasses.

The restaurant waiter and suspected boyfriend, Ron "Ronny" Goldman, had found the eye-glasses, which had been left behind at the table of his restaurant. He then slipped them into an envelope, hopped into his car, and was about to deliver them at the door when he found himself face-to-face with the grim reaper.

The jealous husband, Simpson, and his notorious rage, suddenly went into high-gear.

Like a sudden earthquake—which goes from a six to a ten on the Richter scale in mere seconds—all at once, like a rabid predatory-animal, this once-heroic pro-football-playing and star NFL quarterback, suddenly pulled-out either a razor sharp Swiss-army-knife, a stiletto, or both.

Simpson then went to work. He stabbed, slashed, and mutilated both his wife and Goldman until they lay motionless.

Nicole, a statuesque beauty dressed in a seductive black evening dress, was now barely recognizable, except for her sexy black evening dress.

Like the destruction of a precious painting by Rembrandt or priceless Picasso, OJ's wife's beautiful blonde hair and pretty face and body were now defaced and forever defiled.

She had been slashed and stabbed so many times her body was now drenched in buckets of blood.

So much blood that the crime-scene gave the illusion of someone spilling thick tomato cocktail on their way into the house—and it was now running down over the concrete steps where it was then smeared and tracked all the way along the patio-stones.

The scarlet river of blood inched it's way over the decoratively-created entrance-way—which defined the Simpson's immaculately trimmed lawn.

Although acquitted of double homicide, with the verdict being read on October 3, 1995, in 1997, Simpson was eventually found guilty in a civil court trial for the wrongful deaths of his wife and Goldman, and given a $33.5 million penalty.

In what could be called "Poetic Justice," Simpson is now a 65-year-old inmate at the Lovelock Correctional Center in Lovelock, Nevada—where he is serving a nine year sentence (without parole) for other unrelated crimes, such as armed robbery and kidnapping.

~Written by Garth MacIntosh, aka "Cage Stoker." 
Found on Twitter @cagestokerblog



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