Wednesday, October 18, 2006

O.J. Simpson Confesses to Double Murder - Sort of

Not a source with an impeccable reputation, but when the story is O.J. Simpson the National Enquirer has an uncanny history of accuracy. In an article published October 18, National Enquirer says Simpson confesses to brutally slaying his former wife, Nicole, and her friend Ron Goldman, late on the night of June 12, 1994.

In a book deal, Simpson is being paid $3.5 million, to descibe in grisly detail the horrific knife attack that nearly decapited Nicole and inflicted numerous stab wounds upon Ron. From the book with the working title “If I Did It”, due for release in a few weeks, an Enquirer source says Simpson
describes how he grabbed a knife from a man who accompanied him to Nicole’s home -- and moments later found himself covered in blood and looking down on the bodies of Nicole and Ron.

The source added that

O.J. prefaces these key pages by almost half-heartedly claiming this part of the book is hypothetical. But I don’t think anyone is going to be convinced of that.
Because of double jeopardy laws and the acquital on all criminal charges, O.J. Simpson will not face legal proceedings. However, the buddy who accompanied him to Nicole's home that night, from whom Simpson obtained the murder weapon, is not immune from prosecution. But, who is he?



The life of Indigo Red is full of adventure. Tune in next time for the Further Adventures of Indigo Red.

The Phone Call - The Battle Won

The boyfriend of my niece phoned home after the battle last week. He left her with the strained sounds battle and a clipped "love you." The camp was under attack - gunfire, explosions, shouted orders, bad guys yelling "al'Lahu akbar!" All the sounds of desperate, close quarters battle; everything, but the sounds of silence. The enemy was at the gates. And the US Army was there to greet them.

When the bad guys broke through the gates, the boyfriend was getting ready for bed. Wearing his PT gear - white knee high socks, shorts, and Army t-shirt. He grabbed his kevlar and weapon and ran to battle. Many guys were in their undershorts having just been in the shower. One guy had shaving cream dripping off his face.

The bad guys were beaten back in short order. They may have thought the GIs would pause to don their battle togs. Americans don't do that. We will fight in our Sunday best; we will fight in our weekend duds; we will fight in our battle gear; we will fight in our underwear. We shall never give up; we shall never surrender.



The life of Indigo Red is full of adventure. Tune in next time for the Further Adventures of Indigo Red.