OJ is unspeakable, but the publishers are equally venal. And anybody who buys this book is complicit in the murders -- they are endorsing the murders by allowing the man who committed them to profit from his crime. I will boycott this book, and if OJ was on fire, I wouldn't cross the street to spit on him. Lying, murdering, unconscionable bastard -- how come he's still not looking for his wife's murderers like he vowed he would? Maybe because he's staring at him every day in the mirror.
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