OJ Simpson is back on Twitter. It seems he chose to return just after the 25th anniversary of the day he murdered Nicole Brown Simpson and Ron Goldman. His first tweet said, “This should be a lot of fun. I’ve got a little getting even to do. So God bless, take care.”
Today was the 25th anniversary of the infamous slow motion chase of OJ Simpson in the white bronco driven by his buddy Al Cowlings.
The People v OJ Simpson: American Crime Story
I was teaching at a small college in South Carolina. I watched the chase and all of the trial from my tiny house just off campus. It was the talk of the town of course. But something else almost eclipsed all of the OJ Simpson drama for South Carolina residents in 1994. Susan Smith confessed to drowning her two young sons because the guy was into didn’t want kids. So she drove them into a lake got herself out and then claimed a black guy stole her car with the kids in them. She was convicted and could be released from prison in 2024.
Needless to say there was a whole lot of trial watching going on in South Carolina.
Can you believe that was 25 years ago? For those of you old enough to remember the OJ Simpson chase, where were you watching the crazy events of that day?
Click HERE For A Post About His Perceived Confession Interview I Posted Last Year
In other awful people joining Twitter this week news… Bill Cosby dictated at tweet from prison on Father’s Day and hashtagged it #AmericasDad. Meanwhile, people joking with their friend get sent to Twitter jail for using the word “retard.”
Strangely enough, I found a new podcast I started today: “Confronting: O.J. Simpson”, where Kim Goldman (as in, Ron Goldman’s sister) revisits the murder trial and reexamines everything that went down.
At this time 25 years ago, I was an elementary school student who lived a few miles away from where O.J. was trying to escape from the police in the infamous white Bronco.
I was at a sports bar watching the Houston rockets in the playoffs. They interrupted the game and we were none too happy about it. I still to this day don’t think it was important enough to interrupt the finals.
i can’t believe it’s been 25 years! Boy does time fly. I remember where I was when the verdict was made. I was at work hovered around a small tv in someone’s cubicle. I thought he was innocent then or was at least happy the system “worked”. It’s amazing how my opinion has changed, lol.
That’s interesting. Why did you believe he was guilty and what changed your mind?
That podcast is really good. Not just because of the information about the case, but more for the picture it paints of the ripple effect of a murder on a family, witnesses, etc. Listening to a witness tear up because they felt like they didn’t do a good enough job had me almost in tears.
06/17 was my wedding anniversary with my 1st husband….left Charleston to go to my parents in northwest Atanta to celebrate – ended up glued to the TV watching the white Bronco drive and drive……
Same age. Heidelberg (sp) on CNN.
Sorry, wrong reply.
I was in the summer between my sophomore and junior year working at the local swimming pool. I had to listen to the low speed chase on my radio. I remember they broke the broadcast and played regulators. To this day every time I see him or a white bronco I yell mount up!
Me, too. Same age. I was in Germany watching it on CNN. Wow.
I was in the midst of my one and only visit to Hoboken, in a bar being a short girl who likes the quiet trapped in a bar full of tall, noisy people. The chase was on television and it was the only thing I could see. No one else appeared to notice it was happening.
Getting engaged! I truly had no idea this was going on until we went to my parents house to show them the ring!
I was watching my kids little league baseball game but a bunch of us left and came to my house to watch it live.
Afternoon spent drinking cheap beer in a pool hall. Never finished the game because of what was going on the TV.
TT, this may be weird sounding but I’ve had a sh#tty couple of weeks and one of the things I needed this afternoon was a TT post. So thank you.
Thanks Gertie. Everyone I know including me is in a shitty patch. If I can make it through this week I see light at the end of the tunnel. I still have to go to the DMV, get an emissions test and pay my car insurance this week. I hate deadlines. And lately I hate being awake during the day. So posts like this where we can call chat about a common topic without tons of work on my part are great for me too. I love reading about you guys when it is on a shared topic.
I had a pizza restaurant in a small town close to a ski resort. It was in a building with other shops and a big bar next door. I kept the doors open and had a TV right up front. People would pass by and stop on their way to the bar to see what was going on. I told them ol’ OJ was driving around LA in his Bronco with the cops right on his tail. I ended up with half the town ordering a pizza. So we all sat there watching OJ go down.
Fun times.
I had just relocated to NM and didn’t know anyone. So I watched the chase alone. My employer did have numerous TVs on while the trial was going on and I’ll never forget when the verdict came in 600 employees were standing around all these televisions and there was one huge gasp and the so many what’s fucks that followed.
I was at work that day and knew nothing until after we all got home. Hubs had the tv on while I made supper, helped with homework, supervised/bathed the kids and bed. While watching it all go down.
I was at work when it was announced a verdict had been reached. Was in a management meeting and the secretary interrupted to let us know the verdict. Considering we were all Canadians, the fact that we interrupted the meeting for the verdict still amazes me. A trial watched around the world.
My husband and I drove to a nearby town and had dinner at a Mexican restaurant and it was playing on the TV’s there. As the evening went on people just quit talking and sat spellbound. I still can’t believe he wasn’t convicted.
I was at the bingo hall in Bryan TX.
I was outlet shopping with a close friend & could not believe what we were seeing on the television screen. After all these years it’s still hard to fathom the verdict. I am a strong believer in karma. His will boomerang back towards him for the rest of his pathetic life. Those poor children must have suffered everyday since her murder. My heart still goes out to them.
I was at work (dialysis center) in San Antonio, every TV was on. Really hard to believe its been 25 years.
I was living at my parents’ home after my divorce and watching TV with them; my boyfriend (now husband) was in Panama City Beach watching the chase in a bar.
I was with a group of college friends on the way to a Melissa Etheridge concert in Los Angeles. We listened on the radio until we had to go in, and many people had one ear bud in still listening to the chase while the concert started (back in the day before everyone had cell phones, they carried a mini radio). I remember when Melissa came out on stage between songs and said “OJ is now safe and in custody”, and carried on with the show. Side note, Melissa’s friend Ellen DeGeneres was hanging out backstage and came out for a rendition of You Shook Me All Night Long. This was before Ellen was officially out. It was a very fun concert. Times sure have changed, thinking about this night made me think it’s kind of like a time capsule.
OMG! I have the same story! I was also in LA, getting ready for the Melissa Etheridge concert…waited til the last minute…and got the news from Melissa when she made an announcement to the crowd!
Maybe you saw me there?
I was wearing a blue shirt! ?
Oh wow! I love that you were both at the same place!!
I was working in Van Nuys at the time and watched in the breakroom. My heart still breaks for the Goldmans and Nicole’s family. I cannot watch interviews with Ron’s sister and not bawl my eyes out. It’s so amazing how we all were and are so touched and affected by this situation/trial.
Thank you for this post tt.
I was watching the rockets play and it was split screen —the playoffs no less—-we were all crazed and upset living in Houston
I was in grad school at the time so it was a long time ago lots of studying that I remember
I was watching the playoffs too – except in NJ! My boyfriend and I were crazy Knicks fan at the time and were happily drinking our wine & eating take out from Kenny Rogers Roasters.(anyone remember that place?) and we went nuts when our local affiliate cut away from most of the game to show the car chase.
What made it worse was that my best childhood friend and her family all loved OJ and would spend hours trying to convince me he was innocent. Literally hours, it was crazy. It was all they talked about for a few years. During the chase she called me to vent about “poor OJ”. Ugh!
My late husband, Rocket Man, & I had wintered on our sailboat in Cartagena, Colombia then returned for a month cruising in the San Blas Islands of Panama before slowly working our way north toward the U.S. where we had property in NC so we could leave our boat for hurricane season while we toured the States in our motorhome. Our aim was to reach Oriental NC for the big 4th of July bash, Croaker Festival. We were at a dock in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida when the chase began. We had a tiny b&w TV in the cockpit & the commotion on it caught my eye, so we stopped & watched what seemed like forever. Long time later, at the end of the trial, I was in a dentist’s chair with a dental dam in my mouth & had a hard time using hand signals to the staff to let me know the result of the verdict.
The term “dental dam” has um changed over the years. I always look forward to your sailing comments.
I was in summer school interning at a newspaper and it was rare for me to be home. But I was on the couch watching every bit. I cried when Robert Kardashian, who was unknown to me, read that letter. Kardashian became a pivotal figure in the whole OJ mishegas from my POV.
I was in the newsroom when the verdict was read. It was an afternoon paper, so we were holding the press for the verdict. We had two working headlines — this was in the last days of manual pasteup — with the fronts ready except the newshole. After the verdict was read, I was stricken by Kardashian’s look of disbelief.
In Dominick Dunne’s “fictional” account — presented as a memoir by a fictional character — “Another City, Not My Own,” Kardashian plays a key role (anonymously) after the trial. Because it is presented as fiction, the book has LOTS of insider stuff that I, and many others, believe is true.
I firmly believe that Robert Kardashian couldn’t initially bring himself to believe that his friend could do such a thing (a VERY human reaction) and agreed to be part of the team because OJ convinced him he just needed a friend close by… then he found out that OJ did it when it was too late. Attorney/client privilege kicked in. I think OJ did it because he knew RK would quickly figure it out and would testify against him, but was too ethical to break that oath.
Heard Marcia Clark on Radio Andy a year or two ago. She had NOTHING but lovely things to say about RK.
This is exaccctly what I believe as well.
I was on maternity leave with a two month old– glued to the tv. I used to tape soap operas back in the day and vaguely remember being annoyed that the OJ coverage was interfering with the regularly scheduled programming.
I was in my apartment in La Palma, California, right off of the 91 freeway, and heard the madness as it went by my place. I still remember the craziness of that day, and the trial as well. It’s hard to believe it’s been 25 years.
I was in a Chicago with my husband of 9 months. The World Cup was going on and it was fun and festive and he was going to the matches. I walked around the museums. We were in our hotel getting ready to head out to dinner. I still remember the hotel and sitting on the bed watching the white bronco. It really wasn’t the talk of the town due to the World Cup. I believe a Columbian player scored an own goal and everyone was talking about how he couldn’t go back unless he wanted to die. He did go back and was shot dead. But my husband and I always talk about where were were that day when the news brings up this “anniversary “.
25 years? Wow. I was on an extended lay off and had met my future husband, who took me on a date to a small town country club. We got hammered with the locals and cheered run OJ run!
Murdering bastard.
Wow can’t believe it’s been 25 years! I believe I was one of the only people that was totally unaware of the chase. I was heading out of town for a girls trip to Mexico and my husband and I had a date. We left the restaurant to pick up the kids, sent them straight to bed then had sexy time.
I had to go to my office the next morning to wrap some work up and the lawyers I worked with could talk of nothing else. They couldn’t believe that I knew nothing about it so I was almost 24 hours late!
All I cared about was getting to my trip without kids or hubby! Good times?
That day– I was somewhere in Spain, unaware. I had been living there for a few months and my brother came to visit.
The day after– my brother hands me a newspaper and asks what it says. I tell him, ” Jeeze my Spanish sucks! I’m reading it to say something about murder, OJ and a highway.”
It was the very first I had heard of any of it and It seemed so unbelievable. OJ??? Um, yep.
I was working at the salon in a J.C. Penney’s at the mall, outside of the salon was the catalog department and they had like a wall of tvs displayed and they were all tuned to it. Pretty much most of the store was watching at one point or another. Clients called and canceled their appointments so they could stay home and watch. It was wild, I watched it until the very end, what else was I supposed to do, there were like zero clients and hardly any shoppers in the mall. The ones that were there were glued to all the available TVs. Crazy that it was 25 years ago, doesn’t seem like it.
I was at the grocery store and saw the “chase” on the TV in the bakery department. Went home and watched the rest on TV. He has “a little getting even to do”? Hmmm.
That was REALLY SUPER CREEPY. Especially if you watch The Fix.
Yes! What’s up with that?! Kinda shocking.
Summer holiday as a kid, not quite understanding why my shows were interrupted to watch the slowest car chase in history. That said, I now have an addiction to watching live car chases, though nascar does not interest me.
Go to one NASCAR race. They’re amazing. I don’t watch on TV, yawn. I had never had any interest in any car race, ever! My “dh” (every weekend he’s glued to the tube watching races…thus the jockeying for DVR space) forced me to go to one years ago. I still have no interest in watching racing on tv.
Holy schmongoley (*sp?)! I fricking loved it and go whenever I can, which isn’t often enough. The National Anthem and the Flyover is worth the experience alone. Then, all your senses engage when ~40, ~800hp gasoline internal combustion engines start together, it’s wild. The extraordinary size of spectators leads to limitless people watching attractions, all the while sipping any adult beverage desired!
Not that this has anything to do with the chase but I love Nascar, have been to hundreds of races.
Well, that does sound like my relationship with hubby regarding NASCAR! I may have to try it out. 🙂
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Strangely enough, that murder changed my life. I began to realize other women go through what I went through in my first marriage. It was eye opening for me. I had a 2, 5, and 8 year old. We usually spent a lot of time at Ogles local pool place here and I would bring my transistor-I LIVED for that trial. So many tactical errors made, but if DNA was understood as well then as it is now, no way could you find Ron Goldman’s, Nicole’s, AND OJ’s blood commingled. Unbelievable Verdict. That poor woman and Ron was just being a nice guy. No idea but I did watch the chase. Probably have read 4 books about it. It actually helped me understand domestic violence
At the height of my meth addiction stealing cigarettes and selling stolen CDs for cash. I’ve come a long way!
Good for you!!!:)
Oh what a year. (or two) My mom had died in February, then in April I was laid off. My dad was having medical appointments and I was available to go with him and drive him and took him out a few times. Then he had surgery on June 1 and things went downhill, including a nurse putting a tube through his good lung. And this was the day he died. I was with him and holding his hand.
So then my brother and sister-in-law and I came back to my parents home and were just.. sitting around the table. My brother flipped on a small tv because of the playoff games and instead there was the slow speed Bronco chase, which we watched to the end. We were just a few miles from the I405 that he was driving.
The summer of the trial I was home, doing some intensive therapy with my therapist but even more I was watching the trial and during the breaks I was removing about 5 three story trees that had grown in my yard, spawned from a gigantic tree in the yard in back of mine. I took them down by using water to expose roots, using a saw and hatchet. It was a slow but like therapy, digging, discovering so many things under the dirt , wood, rocks, rebar, toys (plastic soldiers), bottles and other glass,,paper bags, school papers, even a well (the land had been agricultural at one time, was next to a school and apparently the builder just brought in fill dirt to grade the lot with 5 buildings down to the street). I got filthy, showered and slept and then watched the trial the next day. One of the local stations in LA ran the trial gavel to gavel with Stephanie Edwards hosting.
And I planned a trip.
It just happened that the trial ended before I left for Northern California to see my brother and attend a conference and then set off across America by car. and it just happened that I was in Placerville, CA at a friend’s home when it was announced that the jury had reached a verdict. She had NOT watched the trial, but said her employees (she owned a nursery) had told her if she didn’t have the verdict on tv, they were staying home, so I packed up that morning and went to the nursery and watched the verdict with her employees and customers.. and the whole place issued one gasp when the not guilty came in!
And then I took off for two months of driving More therapy of a different kind. Coast to Coast to Coast (Pacific to Atlantic in Maine, eventually to the Mississippi Gulf Coast and New Orleans.
I read a few books about the trial and Robert Kardashian’s was.. well clealy he thought OJ Did it.
Twenty Five Years!!
When I heard that crap about OJ on Twitter tonight on the news, and that he had a ton of followers, it just made me sick.
Dear Lynn Duncan,
You NEED to write a book. Not about this. Just about you. You are fascinating. Go somewhere. Write something. I would read every word. Perhaps these days you need to make it a blog. I know a good advertising agency.
xo
~tt
I was living here with my daughter in Dana Point, living next door to Nicole Brown Simpson’s High School ( Dana Hills High) and living down the street from the Brown’s who were here in Monarch Bay.
It was the night before my ten year class reunion. I was at an Elk’s lodge and it was on a big screen tv. People were taking bets on the outcome. I still have OJ football cards.
Dayton, Ohio for my husband’s first flying assignment out of pilot training. We were in our Air Force base house. He was home that day and we were both glued to our new Sony tube TV.
I was home with steaks on the bbq. They burned lol.
I know I was in Reno, Nevada on a quick vacation with the parents. I had finished college in February (student teaching) and was substitute teaching while job hunting to make some money. (Living at home in the meantime). Until 5 minutes ago, I had assumed we were at the Silver Legacy, but that didn’t open until the following year – so I now believe that was the trip where we walked by the SL construction sight and peeked in at the big stained glass light fixtures, etc! If it wasn’t finished then we MUST have been at the Flamingo.
I DO remember taking a break to get away from the noise and a losing streak (I was playing the nickel poker machines, I am sure) and caught the chase on the TV. My folks came in and I remember telling them what was going on as we watched the coverage.
Later, I found out that a good friend of mine had an uncle who had moved in to Brentwood a couple of days before the murders. He was walking his dog, checking out the neighborhood better, when he walked by the crime scene (police were already there, but they hadn’t set up everything so that people couldn’t see in). I don’t think he saw Ron or Nicole, but he saw the crime scene. He told my friend that even as someone who had hunted and participated in an animal slaughter he had never seen so much blood in his life. He always said it was definitely done by someone who was very, very angry. That it was personal.
By the time the verdit rolled around, I was already starting my second full time teaching job. I remember kids freaking out with joy (lots of white kids trying to prove they were the 90s version of woke). One girl came up to me and a student teacher (who was black) and asked why we weren’t happier. I’ll never forget that student teacher – she humbled those kids. She told them she couldn’t be happy about it; that an innocent man and woman were still dead after a brutal murder, that there was a family missing their son and children without a mother. That there was NOTHING to rejoice over.
This is so cool, those are some great stories. I was actually in Chicago when he was in Chicago, and my husband and I were going to St Louis to visit my aunt and uncle and Grandma Idee. She had moved to assisted living and we were taking a truck full of her stuff back to NY. I still have her bedroom set and that was the last time I saw her. She had dementia and died the following year. I knew when I went that it would be the last time and I could barely keep my breath, I loved her so much.
Anyway, we drove the truck back to NY and when we walked in the door at my mom’s house the chase was on. It was incredible, we could not believe it. During the trial I could not get over how the chase wasnt mentioned. It was the MOST telling thing about him.
I was giving birth to my son! Long story short, there were complications after the birth and they cleared the room. Being scared and not really knowing what was happening, I asked for my husband to remain in the room with me. Should have asked for my mom as he stood in front of the TV amazed at OJ’s last ditch for freedom. My son turned 25 yesterday at 9:37 p.m. Eastern time. His father and I revisit this story and crack up about it now (wasn’t so funny at the time).
I was in the kitchen cooking and heard the commotion on the TV. I ran to the living room to see what was going on and stayed there burning my roast in the oven and eggs on the stove that I had boiling to make deviled eggs. The smell of the burnt eggs brought me to my senses and back to my smoking kitchen.
It burns me that he is seeking publicity and still getting it .To hell with OJ the murderer.
I was at a bar on Melrose watching the NBA finals. The game was interrupted and everybody was pissed. The news put the game in a small box instead the other way around. I think I started drinking cause I didn’t want to watch the car chase.
I was just a couple years out of law school and another young associate at the firm I was with had a gang of us over for a barbecue. We all sat glued to the tv, drinking and eating and calling OJ an idiot! ; )
I was very young, probably 7, but I remember watching the NBA Finals with my family when they cut the GAME to inset screen and focused on the chase. I don’t think there’s been an event before or since then that pre-empted national sports like that.
I was living in a giant apartment in Athens with a revolving cast of characters, lots of folks in and out that day. We were glued to it, smoking left-handed cigarettes and drinking beer.
Fumbling around in the attic last winter I found a box containing the Newsweek with OJ on the cover, the Rolling Stone with Kurt Cobain on the cover, and the Penthouse featuring Tonya Harding. Shut up.
I was on the 405 freeway which was completely stopped. Everyone was out of there cars & he was driving on the other side of the freeway. I think I might have been the only person that wasn’t excited when he drove by us. I remember being annoyed Bc we were now late for our dinner reservation.
I was partying in a hotel (my past wild life), and I suddenly realized I needed to get to the hospital NOW. MY CREEP OF A BOYFRIEND DROPPED ME OFF AT THE DOOR AND LEFT. I ended up walking through the bowels of the hospital alone popping in every available bathroom.Got to the pharmacy and returned to the room.(having a miscarriage alone, in the basement of the hospital sucked!!!) The nurse and doctors sent me along my way, alone!!
Watched the OJ until I got home and Chris and Shannon were there from a camping trip. Kept it totally secret from Shannon.Chris just dealt with my stupidity.(first of many times)
I’m never going to forget or get over the trauma of that horrendous day!!!
Past twenty five years made up for and beyond that day twenty five years ago. My life has given me endless gifts, and I am certainly lucky more than I ever imagined.
Live a good life, good things happen.
I don’t remember OJ Simpson but I lived in South Carolina during the time of Susan Smith. I was only 6 and terrified to leave the house, I was certain that someone was going to take me out of my mom’s car. The idea of that woman getting out of jail is equally as terrifying as OJ’s tweet.
I was living in San Francisco – and I was home glued to the TV. OJ’s high school was right around the corner from my house & I could see it from my roof deck. Some reporter was doing a story in front of the high school. It was a gorgeous day & very surreal. I think we were all thinking the same thing – holy crap – he did it! 25 years! Wow!
I was in Southern Ca and it was Friday afternoon of the NBA playoffs. Everyone gathered around the tv and watched the entire chase. People were divided, some thought he did it, others thought he was framed. It was amazing how all these people gathered on the freeway overpasses to yell GO OJ. Even his ex wife Marguerite called in to say, Run OJ run! Later I became obsessed with the case as everyone was. We used to drive by 360 Rockingham (the house has since been torn down) and then drive to Nicole’s condo to see how long it would take, five minutes about, so yes he could have done it. Then we’d go have dinner at Mezzaluna cafe, and one guy asked the waiter what did Nicole like to order. Later we’d go out to some club she used to go to on the Fifth Street Promenade. I was once working a party for a big function, and everyone wanted to just ditch, it was in Brentwood, and go check out OJ’s house. There was a neighbor who used to play with OJ on the Bills and he would sit every afternoon in his garage watching the case, and commenting about it, while building a popsicle stick castle, guess that’s what happens to former NFL players. It became quite noteworthy when Marcia Clark started dating some guy, Mitch, i think was his name, who had his own blues band, but he delivered newspapers for the LA Times, and I think that got out in the National Enquirer. Never really bumped into any of the major players, except Mark Furhman, in a Southwest Airport lounge, he looked very serious, was perhaps investigating some crime before heading home to Idaho.
I had driven down to LA to visit my sister and when I arrived everyone was in one of the only roommates room that had a TV (they were all teachers). I only knew of OJ as the guy from Naked Gun, and I friggin loved those movies!! So I was just in shock that he was doing this.
Now where I was when the verdict was read is an experience I’ll never forget either
I was at Mike’s Pizza shop in Orange County. I was a kid so I remember really random stuff from that day. I remember his white bronco passing us by cuz the shop was near the freeway he was driving on and just watching all this live on the tv at the pizza shop. It’s actually crazy how vividly I remember watching the white bronco on the tv at the pizza shop.