TWO OUT OF THREE AIN'T BAD...

Word has it that Orenthal James Simpson is going to write a novel about the hypothetical murder of a hypothetical ex-wife, and he is going to be paid a lot of money.

So, let's recap, moving anti-clockwise, from the bottom right (out of respect for other cultures):

Ex-wife brutally murdered with her friend. The murder is unsolved and the number one suspect (after the Colombian drug lords, of course) is found not guilty by, quite possibly, the dumbest jury ever assembled. Oh, and the fact that the prosecutor was inept, and a complete and utter whack-job didn't help, either.

Pregnant wife brutally murdered and the body deep-sixed by the number one suspect, who is, surprisingly, found guilty and sentenced to death by a California jury. The murderer probably gets more letters (and conjugal visit action) from crazed and lonely women wanting to bear his children than O.J. does on the outside.

Wife brutally murdered after the number one suspect goes back to the restaurant to get his gun. (She is, coincidentally, shot, by the unknown assailant.) The second dumbest jury in the history of the Republic of California acquits Blake.

One can only conclude that in California, it is all right to brutally murder your wife/ex-wife as long as you don't take her fishing.

Or, that the common man doesn't get a fair trial...
Or, that people on juries are generally stupid...
Or, that money, celebrity and privilege get you different treatment than if you are a poor, dumb loser.

Or, that in California, you can kill your wife as long as you don't take her fishing.