O.J. Simpson was granted parole Thursday after more than eight years in prison for a Las Vegas hotel heist, successfully making his case in a nationally televised hearing that reflected America’s enduring fascination with the former football star. The 70 year old Simpson, now known more for his acquittal in the brutal double murder of his ex wife, Nicole Brown-Simpson and Ronald Goldman, than his Hall of Fame football career is expected to be released as soon as October 1, 2017.
But the question must be asked– what’s the difference between his acquittal and every police officer that beat the cases they fought? Over the past 72 hours since his parole was granted, social media has been in an uproar with opinions on the verdict. Reminiscent of 1995, the color lines have been drawn.
It’s quite ironic that the people who are up on arms about Orenthal J. Simpson being granted parole for a robbery, are the same people who had nothing to say when Philando Castile, Tamir Rice and LaQuan McDonald were killed– on video, by those sworn to protect and serve. Now, some of you reading this may have first heard the “I’m not black, I’m O.J.” line used in the Jay-Z song, but Simpson was so past being black, that this was truly his mindset. That line makes perfect sense now that I think about it. O.J., like so many people who aren’t of African descent, have strategically removed themselves so far from us that they couldn’t care less about what happens to us, until they simply cannot avoid it.
It would be facetious of me to ask why is it okay for one man to be ridiculed for what is termed as due process, but a bevy of others have the law work in their favor and not one word about justice is uttered. I went back and watched the amazing ESPN documentary on Simpson, and if you haven’t, then you definitely should, but this guy was definitely not representing himself as a Black man. If you’re keeping score at home, he wasn’t a total sellout, but before the incident with Brown and Goldman, O.J. was their guy.
This excerpt was taken from an amazing story on Huffington Post’s website;
“He overheard a white woman at the next table saying, ‘Look, there’s O.J. sitting with all those n****rs,’” Lipsyte told ESPN. “I remember in my naiveté, saying to O.J., ‘Gee, wow, that must have been terrible for you.’ And he said, ‘No, it was great. Don’t you understand? She knew that I wasn’t black. She saw me as O.J.’”
At the height of the racial tension in Los Angeles in the early 1990’s, Simpson was safely tucked away in the affluent and predominately white LA neighborhood of Brentwood. Being black was and probably still is the only thing that O.J. Simpson has ever regretted. So to the people who he wanted to ingratiate himself to so bad– he’s still yours, no takebacks. You cannot and will not hand us any damaged goods, you’ve done that way too much. He’s your beacon of hope, your hero. He never was ours, because he never wanted to be ours.
The next time you see or hear someone complain about O.J. beating his murder case, remind them of Jeronimo Yanez, Dominique Heaggan-Brown, Betty Shelby, and any other police officer that has been found not guilty of murder, even though it’s on film.
On October 1, 2017 Simpson will walk out of Lovelock Correctional Center with so much more in common with Black people than he had ever hoped for– he now fully understands what it’s like to be treated like a nigger. But, he’s not our nigga, he’s theirs.