Watching in my NYC apartment. I had followed the case on court tv with my pal Joanne.
More importantly, I know where O.J. is right now. Hopefully he will die in that Nevada prison.
Yes and rather than let him find the real killers, whitey kept him down in an Ely prison...
I remember that day clear as a bell.
I was parked in my car on the campus of Florida Southern College, with students from another college in the car (along with about ten other cars with students), ready to give a tour of the campus' Frank Lloyd Wright buildings, which was part of a course I taught for about 15 years. The jury's verdict was being presented as we pulled up to the parking area, and so I just sat there listening to the radio with the students, and then got out and began the tour; I knew ahead of time that the fix was already in, so I wasn't surprised.
A few of my co-workers and I went out to my conversion van in the parking lot and watched it on live TV.
So, is there really an interest on FR in ANYTHING to do with this disgusting POS?
And let me tell you, the Lovelock Correctional Center isn't really in Lovelock. It's in the middle of nowhere between Lovelock and Winnemucca “overlooking” I-80. So every day that worthless turd looks out the window at nothing but a few cars passing by a few miles away ( that is if he has a “room with a view”). Here's hoping he dies there for what he really did.
Downtown New Orleans, stuck in bumper to bumper traffic, right in front of City Hall.
I was in a full size Bronco that I had just placed in 4WD (I wasn’t gonna take a brick)
Remember that all the pedestrians stopped on the street and when the verdict was read they were jumping up and down and screaming with joy...
I put it back in 2WD and went home
I was on a visit to a large AT&T call center in JAX that a client was using for some contract work. In the break room. Most of the black folks screamed and hooted and hollered in joy, while most of the white folks shook their heads and muttered.
I knew what the verdict was going to be. I also knew how the folks in my office were going to react. So I made it a point to be at lunch when the verdict came down. Co-workers who remained validated my suspicion re: the reaction.
Everybody in the bar was expecting a guilty verdict and when it was announced, there was a huge groan throughout the bar - very similar to the collective groan back in 1986 when Mookie Wilson's ground ball went between Billy Buckner's legs. (Obviously this is a Boston area perspective).
Anyway, I am happy to report that zero damage was done to the bar and the surrounding community. Nothing got looted. No fires were set. No police cars were overturned. But boy, were we ever upset!
Who knew that eventually O.J. would eventually get a long jail sentence over sports memorabilia? In the end, karma prevailed.
I was at the hospital with our daughter trying to hold off her labor and let our now 20 year old granddaughter bake a little longer. That travesty was somewhat tempered by the arrival a few days later of the most perfect grandchild in the world!
I was repairing a customer’s computer in River Oaks. When the verdict was read, the very prim, proper and educated customer said, “That Bas****!” She was really upset!
I was shocked not only by the verdict but by the customer’s response.
I hope that he gets our of prison in a pine box.
I was working for a large retail chain that has since gone out of business. Corporate was extremely skiddish about the verdict. We had had a store burned and looted in LA during the Rodney King Riots and they feared a repeat of that event.
We were getting memos for weeks in advance that when the verdict was going to be announced, “tune all of the TV’s in the electronics department to a pre-recorded movie and DO NOT have any live TV or radio coverage of the verdict on in the store!”
We followed those to the letter. A couple of us sat back in the lounge and watched the verdict being read.
An assistant manager I was working with then went to the office, grabbed the intercom mike, and announced to the entire store “O.J. Simpson has been found not guilty. The jury gave its vedict and he is not guilty!”
I sat there turning purple with my jaw hitting the floor. After the weeks of warnings I thought we were all getting canned.
Need not have worried. Only 2 customers in the store. It seems everyone else in town was at home watching the verdict too.
Watching on a mini TV in my office with my friend/employee. We kept it on everyday throughout the trial as we worked.
I knew another black guy in San Francisco who had grown up in OJ's neighborhood and was around the same age. He had nothing good to say about OJ - apparently he had a reputation for violence going way back.
Black support for OJ got a lot of media attention at the time of the verdict, but it was by no means universal.
I was home watching and I cried for our country... I cried that we let a murderer run free... I cried for the victims and their families... I cried for Nicole’s beautiful children... I cried that our judicial system converted a murder trial into a racism circus... and I cried about the clear black/white line that was so clearly visible. After that, I just went numb... truly a sad day in American history!
I was having a late lunch in the busy cafeteria of a major financial firm in Newark, NJ.
I recall the time as being sometime around 1:00 pm EST.
The lunch was a mixture of whites and blacks.
Every black screamed in approval as the verdict was announced.
Every white person, me included, sat there dumbfounded that he got away with it.
The racial divide that we thought we had conquered by 1990-1991, was revealed to be still wide open.