Do you remember the time? Conjuring up images of O.J. Simpson today come easy and always, at least for me, has beautiful, almost God like, mythological and legendary Greek music accompanying his grace. A magnificence we were all truly blessed to witness. Fondly, I think back to speed and moves never before seen in entertainment and yearn for the carefree days of O.J’s youth. Please. I beg of you. This is what we should focus on:
Simpson, who was often called “Juice” because of his energetic runs and because his initials could stand for “orange juice.”
He’s the “Juice.” O.J. Simpson will always be known as the “Juice.”
O.J. has now retired to a small efficiency unbecoming of a king and legend. What’s important for all of us to remember is the glow he filled all of our hearts with. Of equal value — we should praise O.J. at this moment in time, you know, while he’s living. Why can’t there be more tributes to the truly great soles of the world while they walk the earth?
O.J. was not guilty. That’s the truth and the law. Yet sometimes, the law makes mistakes. Which explains his second trial. Furthermore, by taking the “high road,” I mean high roads with some unnecessary pit stops.
Personally, I’m tired of being drenched with the verbal sewage spewing from all these naysayers and immoral people on MSM. O.J.’s entire family stood by his side and that’s good enough for me. Think about Sydney. Think about Justin.
O.J. was a “good boy.” Every mother who has and cares for her son understands this. Love. That first feeling of love you have when you embrace a newborn — that’s O.J.! That’s how we should remember him — with the love and adoration God shines down upon each one of His miracles. Even ones not quite dead yet. Love is all you need.