Saturday, June 18, 2016

See Parts IV and V of O.J.: Made in America Tonight, Beginning at 7 P.M.: ESPN and New York Magazine on the O.J. Simpson Case: Every Black Has a Civil Right to Butcher Whites, and Get Off, via Jury Nullification, as a Form of Reparations



This is what "civil rights hero" O.J. Simpson (Will Leitch) wrought. This is what "civil rights" has always meant.

By David in TN

[N.S.: My friend and partner-in-crime, David in TN, called me as soon as he saw the most recent part of this series, Friday night, in order to dictate a report over the phone.]

ESPN’s documentary on the O.J. Simpson case was an apologia for Simpson’s acquittal.

They keep hammering on “police brutality.” They never consider black crime, gangs, or black serial killers like the Grim Sleeper (Lonnie Franklin Jr.) and John Floyd Thomas prowling around for a generation.

That’s the thing—they consider the “brutal” LAPD, but give no context.

Twenty-five minutes in, they documentary-makers interview two black talking heads, who complain that the case was given too much publicity, and that if Simpson had killed his first [black] wife, there wouldn’t have been nearly as much publicity.


Murder victim Ron Goldman, after his introduction to the Butcher of Brentwood

Black novelist Walter Moseley argued that the publicity was because a black star killed his white wife. Moseley argued that if an ordinary black guy kills a white woman, nobody cares—happens all the time.

Mosley had a Jewish mother, supposedly identifies as both a black and a Jew. He says this 20 minutes in:

"Black hero killing white woman. [Ordinary] Black man killing white woman (moves hand dismissively), that happens, nobody cares."

"Black American hero killing white woman was a giant thing."

There was a succession of three or four black community leaders and reporters in a row, all whining that the case got too much publicity.

Moseley had slipped up. There’s an unwritten law against blacks publicly admitting what he said.

Prosecution team member Bill Hodgman gives his scenario of the murders at about 1:16. The grisly crime scene photos are included.

Except for the Simpson case, we’ve never had a black-on-white murder become a national morality play like Scott and Laci Peterson, Casey and Caylee Anthony, or Jodi Arias and Travis Alexander.

The show repeats at 7 p.m. ET on ESPN. You'll love juror Carrie Bess, who appears a few times. The finale comes on right after at 9 p.m. ET.


The Glove

ESPN’s Eight-Hour O.J. Documentary is a Masterpiece
By Will Leitch
May 3, 2016
New York
[Will Leitch is the founder of the racist GAWKER blog purporting to be about sports, Deadspin.]

It was easy to love Ryan Murphy’s The People v. O.J. Simpson— the whole thing was a blast, from the Marcia Clark revival to David Schwimmer skewering the Kardashians. And though it played history as camp, most of the time, ultimately, that didn’t matter: The history was so rich we couldn’t help but take it seriously, even when it was fed to us as a popcorn reenactment.

Which is why O.J.: Made in America, I guarantee you right now, is going to blow your mind. The documentary, which screened at Sundance this winter and last month at Tribeca, runs seven hours and 43 minutes. It was made under ESPN’s 30 for 30 banner and, after a brief theatrical run (probably to qualify it for an Oscar), will air in prime time, on ABC and ESPN, starting June 11. It will be the only thing this country’s going to be talking about that whole week.

Directed by Ezra Edelman, O.J. is massive but never sprawling, passionate but never unfair, informative but never anything but compulsively entertaining. By devoting nearly eight hours to the trial and all that surrounded it, Edelman is able to give a true, and truly operatic, 360-degree treatment of a story that basically nobody has ever before been able to process except in pieces. There was the way the trial was viewed so differently by black and white audiences, of course, but also all the aspects that could be appreciated only by smaller groups — those savvy about race in American sports, those crusading to make domestic violence an unoverlookable national horror story, those who knew the celebrity cult of Los Angeles and its tabloid-economy underbelly, those who appreciated the coming of reality television, and those who saw the terrible naïveté of a country trying to reckon with centuries of racial injustice by turning the trial of a single man into a national morality play. Simpson’s trial was always bigger than him, bigger than sports, bigger than celebrity, bigger than anyone realized at the time. It has taken 21 years for someone to capture what the trial was really about— everything it was about.


Nicole Brown Simpson, after a non-murder session with her husband

In Edelman’s hands, nothing gets short shrift — that’s partly the beauty of having an eight-hour cabinet to fill with stuff and partly the beauty of the stuff itself. Edelman has unearthed some truly breathtaking footage — including Al Cowlings breaking down while giving the eulogy at Nicole Brown Simpson’s funeral; O.J. screaming about the television coverage of his trial at a post-acquittal party; and even a shocking scene featuring present-day, bloated, defeated O.J. talking about prison to a parole board. But the movie is most powerful for its scope, its ability to show how the Simpson trial reflected (and even shifted) national attitudes toward fame, and sports, and television, and media, and L.A., and science, and, of course, race. We’ve been talking about this case for more than two decades, but it’s not until you watch Edelman’s film that you realize how much of that talk has been empty chatter — slivers of the talk we should’ve been having. More than anything else, it builds a profound, almost overwhelming case that O.J.’s acquittal in 1995 may have been one of the biggest civil-rights victories of the entire decade. The verdict was just cause for all that national celebration from African-Americans, even if he was guilty. Shit, especially if he was.

O.J. does not pretend, by the way, that O.J. was innocent; if the detailed history of Simpson’s brutal abuse of Nicole wasn’t enough, a horrifying 15-minute segment in which former prosecutor Bill Hodgman coldly lays down precisely how Simpson butchered Nicole and Ron Goldman will remove any lingering doubts. But it reminds us of the evil of Mark Fuhrman — who appears in the film, older but mostly unchastened — and also of how he was less an outlier in the LAPD than a symptom. The movie sees all sides with a clarity most Americans lacked at the time … and have lacked since. The verdict might have been bullshit. That doesn’t mean, in its own way, it wasn’t a grand victory.

And what about the men who won it? In O.J., we see Simpson as the awkward civil-rights hero he was — a man who scrupulously avoided, for his whole career until the murders, the political struggle that ran parallel to his rise, famously saying, “I’m not black, I’m O.J.” (When he was first escorted to jail, on seeing all the African-Americans who showed up to support him, he said, “What are all these n----rs doing in Brentwood?”) We also see how Johnnie Cochran, far from being an opportunist, truly believed that putting the LAPD on trial on the largest stage possible was the most important work of his life. Which, despite a long and laudable career before O.J., it probably was.

[Cochran was a black supremacist. He was also an opportunist, because that’s part of the package. To a racist monster like Leitch, that makes him a god.]

"O.J. Simpson greets reporters ahead of a court date. (Fred Prouser, REUTERS/April 6, 2005)"

In the Seinfeld era, Cochran was seen by white America as a cartoonish grandstander. [Meaningless pop culture references are de rigeur for such propagandists.] In Ryan Murphy’s pageant version, Courtney B. Vance mostly restored his dignity, with a few delicious comic flourishes. But as we see in the documentary footage, the real Cochran didn’t need any rehabilitation. [A black supremacist who made a mockery of the law “didn’t need any rehabilitation”? Cochran was beyond rehabilitation.] Nor did his “grandstanding.” Edelman convinces us of this by focusing almost as much on the LAPD as he does on Simpson. We get the full history of the city’s scabrous racial politics, from the southern blacks who came to Los Angeles expecting acceptance [garbage; they didn’t come to L.A., or anywhere else expecting any such thing] and discovering something far different, to the Watts riots [that was blacks’ atrocity, not whites!], to the death of 15-year-old Latasha Harlins, to former LAPD chief Daryl Gates’s horrific racial attitudes, including his infamous claim that more black men were dying from chokeholds because their arteries “do not open up as fast as they do in normal people.”

[Why do white racial socialists and black supremacists always cite Latasha Harlins? They conjured up a racial fairy tale, with Harlins at its heart, in order to rationalize the racist, black 1992 Los Angeles riot.) Harlins was a brutal racist and thief, whom middle-aged South Korean shopkeeper Soon Ja Du had caught stealing juice. Harlins responded by brutally beating the woman, who shot her to death. In the year just prior to the Harlins case, racist blacks had murdered no fewer than eight Korean clerks in hate crimes, but Leitch & Co. never mention any of them. (Although Du was convicted of killing Harlins, Judge Joyce Karlin, recognizing that time in a prison full of murderously racist blacks, and no Koreans would have been tantamount to a death sentence, sentenced Du to probation, community service, and a fine.) Leicht, et al., take for granted that whites and Asians will never rise up and riot against blacks, no matter how many atrocities blacks commit against them.]

It all exploded with the Rodney King riots, which were less about King and more about the seeming impossibility that a black man could ever win anything in a court of law in the city of Los Angeles. [The last passage makes so little sense that I can’t even respond to it.] If O.J. — with all his lawyers and all his money — couldn’t beat that system, what hope would there ever be for anyone else?

The joke, of course, is that while African-Americans were all celebrating O.J.’s eventual acquittal, whites were mortified by it. “Blacks are extraordinarily skeptical that the system can be fair, while whites see the system as essentially color-blind,” the political scientists Jon Hurwitz and Mark Peffley, authors of Justice in America: The Separate Realities of Blacks and Whites, have said. In their research, “while about 25 percent of whites disagreed with the statement that the ‘courts give all a fair trial,’ more than 60 percent of African-Americans disagreed.” O.J. is full of footage of blacks and whites reacting to the verdict in diametrically opposite ways, and the genius is that you absolutely understand why both sides were sort of right.

[No honest person could make that statement.]

The film is also, in a quiet way, an argument for our times [again, can someone please translate such gibberish into English for me?] — and even, if you can believe it, a tribute to the way we talk to and understand each other now. Marcia Clark and the prosecution didn’t just underestimate how much race would be a factor in the trial — top to bottom, from their reliance on Fuhrman to their jury selection to just about everything Christopher Darden went through during the whole trial, they didn’t even seem to recognize that race would matter. It was something that white people, well-meaning and otherwise, simply could not understand, because it was something they hadn’t been exposed to. I was in college in central Illinois when the verdict came down, and like every white person I knew — and I almost exclusively knew white people — I was appalled that O.J. had been acquitted and baffled that anyone would celebrate it. But I’d understand it today.


Portrait of the Killer as a Young Man

And the reason I’d understand it is that, like everyone else, I hear from so many more voices now [all of whom, oddly enough repeat the same racist lies of commission and omission, while Leitch is deaf to facts, logic, law and morality]— so many more people of color, people who understand what life in L.A. has been like for black people for decades. We often think the social-media era closes each of us off into ideological echo chambers — which is, in part, true. But what’s echoing within those chambers are often contrary opinions, circulated via outrage. A midwestern white Republican in 2016 might not have much sympathy for Black Lives Matter, but he’s not shocked when the death of a civilian [racist black thug] in a police shooting is followed by protests [racist riots]. Obviously, sometimes — most of the time! — we use this ability to have a voice as a way to scream at one another. When we see it all day, every day, it can look like nothing but ugliness. But that doesn’t mean that’s not, in its own way, a sort of progress. [Only in the sense that the rise of Lenin, Hitler, and Mao was progress.] Marcia Clark damn sure wouldn’t be so surprised today, at least.

*This article appears in the May 2, 2016 issue of New York Magazine.

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Previously, at WEJB/NSU:

“‘It’s Over’ Between Anthony Weiner and O.J.”;

“O.J. Simpson Prosecutor Chris Darden: Lead Defense Atty Johnnie Cochrane Tampered with Glove, Prior to Dramatic Courtroom Demonstration”;

“Brentwood Butcher O.J. Simpson: I Have Cancer, So Obama Should Grant Me Yet Another Get-Out-of Jail-Free Card”;

“Did Robert Kardashian Hide O.J. Simpson’s Murder Weapon?”;

“O.J. Simpson Week”;

“Tonight, ABC’s 20/20 is Taking a Look Back at the O.J. Simpson Civil Trial; See the Only Time Simpson Had to Answer Questions by a Skilled Attorney About the Murders of Nicole Brown and Ron Goldman; See Interviews with the Victims’ Relatives and Their Attorney; and Read About Blacks’ Destruction of the American Jury System”; and

“The New York Times and John McWhorter: Blacks Have a Right to Slaughter Whites.”



Anonymous said...

jerry pdx
Moseley is right about one thing, though not in the way I think he intended. Ordinary black guy murders white woman and the media doesn't care.

Anonymous said...

Blacks idea of justice is that the crime goes unpunished by the "white justice system"--especially,but not limited to crimes by blacks on whites.In some cases of black on black crime,you'll see them on TV repeating the same old lies about "Why did - - - - have to die?He was never in no trouble?".Not if you think drug dealing and gang banging is no trouble.That's why blacks don't cooperate with police.They don't recognize white authority,but also authority in general,even in cities like Chicago and Baltimore.It's sociopathy on a wide racial scale.They have talked themselves into believing committing crime and lying about it is normal.
They'd rather mete out black justice--which is of course--shooting the person who shot your brother,who shot his daddy,who shot their neighbor,who shot his cousin etc etc.
But when one of their precious 3 year olds get killed by a revenge minded black assassin,you see them running to the police and press,"This has got to stop".Yeah right.Empty words from empty heads.
They can blame police and the courts for all their problems with crime.But it all starts with how they behave in the first place.The lifestyles they embrace of easy illegal money as opposed to working,getting educated,starting a legal business.That illegality is 95% of black society today.
That's on them.
--GR Anonymous

Anonymous said...

Never seen as much blood at the scene of the crime as at Brentwood with Nicole and Goldman. So said the lead detective.

Anonymous said...

"Why do white racial socialists and black supremacists always cite Latasha Harlins?"

Amazing to see the video of Latasha beating the Korean woman in the way most men could not do. Held the Korean woman off the round with the left hand while hitting the Korean woman repeatedly in the face, then throwing the Korean woman backwards as if she was a rag doll. Latasha grabbed the orange juice off the counter and was walking out the door with a big grin on her face when she was shot dead.

David In TN said...

I looked at the end of Part 5 again tonight. One Sylvester Monroe, a (former?) Time magazine writer, opined how O.J. Simpson shouldn't be taken to represent all black males.

Is that so Sylvester? In earlier episodes you gloated over the acquittal as something all black folks should applaud. Typical of the thinking process of a Educated Black.