I never thought I’d say this, but I think OJ may not be the killer. I spent like an hour last night reading about the book OJ is Innocent and I Can Prove It. The real killer: Jason Simpson, OJ’s son. Who has no alibi. No one knows where he was that night. His time card at work was handwritten, even though the electronic time puncher thing was working. ANNNNND:

He was apparently obsessed with Nicole and pissed because the family was going to eat at a the restaurant that night where he was a chef, but then changed their mind.

Jason had “intermittent rage disorder.” And he was off his psych meds at the time of the killings.

A knit cap was found at the scene of the crime with hairs that didn’t match OJ. Jason wore knit caps. But they never tested it for him.

Four days after the murders OJ hired a criminal defense attorney for Jason. HELLO.

Jason went to the Army and Navy Academy, where he learned HOW TO HURT PEOPLE WITH KNIVES.

OJ never had any bruises, even though Ron Goldman showed signs that he punched and fought off his attacker.

They have a knife from Jason’s storage that matches the description of the murder weapon.


He was on parole for assaulting his girlfriend and attacking someone else. With knives. OJ was a prick bastard, but he never used a knife.

I’m sorry, but COME ON. It explains almost everything. The guy who wrote the book spent 17 years on this. Is it not more than a little possible??! Dude.

Written by Anne Clendening
Anne Clendening was born and raised in L.A. She's a yoga teacher, a writer and occasionally slings cocktails in a Hollywood bar. She could eat chocolate cake for every meal of the day. She has a huge fear of heights and flying. And fire. She wishes she could speak French, play her guitar better and make cannoli. She's probably listening to The Dark Side Of The Moon right now, kickin’ it with her boxer dog and her hot Australian husband ★