Personal Destiny & Revenge of Generations

Santino 2022-11-18 20:08:36

Simpson, a downright opportunist, both alienated from the black community in the early days and returned to the black community in the later period was driven by his delicate self-interest. In addition, he is always eager to get people's attention, whether it is adoration, disgust, fear, as long as the spotlight is always on him, he will succeed.

Episode 1

As a wealthy black man, Simpson intelligently navigated racial tensions and achieved personal success. On the one hand, he strives to separate himself from racial issues and avoid the obstacles brought by the black identity protest movement to his own destiny; on the other hand, he cleverly uses his black identity to make himself a mascot for white people to hide their racial hatred .

Episode 1

Episode 2

The trial of Simpson is no longer a trial for him personally, no longer for his crimes, but a trial for centuries of persecution of black people, revenge for the black community, and a history of racism. liquidation. Simpson just became a symbol. The seriousness of all white people in this matter becomes a joke in Simpson's play; and this may be a reverse reflection of race relations - those so-called just, neutral, and sanctimonious laws Behind the operation of the machine is the naked oppression of power, and Simpson has played with this set of "justice" mechanisms. However, the blood feud between races did not come to an end, and more than ten years later, the law was used to realize the revenge of the white people.

Episode 5

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O.J.: Made in America quotes

  • Marcia Clark - Interviewee: O.J. Simpson? Uh. I never heard of him until 1994. I was never into sports, and I couldn't even tell you what game he played. I thought he was a has-been.

  • Peter Hyams - Interviewee: I believed he was innocent. I was like everybody else, it was incomprehensible that my friend could do this. I snuck into the jail to see him and there's this guy that was my buddy and he looked emaciated. He was in an orange jumpsuit, and he was shackled to the desk in front of me. Then he looked at me on the other side of plexiglass, close as he could be, and he said, "I swear to God, I didn't do this." I believed him. He asked me if I kind of would be the chronicler of the whole thing. Would I write a book about the whole thing. I backed away from that. Then, in a moment of ultimate surrealism, I'm sitting with OJ and Lyle Menendez walks behind him. And I just went, shit, this is more than my little pea brain can handle.