In light of Casey Anthony’s release from the Orange County Jail, her home for the past 1,007 days, which by cruel irony is roughly the same amount of days (1,039) that her daughter Caylee Anthony was alive, I thought it would be interesting to check in on another infamous acquittee. 

Orenthal James Simpson, affectionately known as O.J. or the Juice, is currently doing 9 to 33 years at Lovelock Correction Center near Reno, Nevada for another crime he alleges he never committed.   You would think Simpson would have counted his blessings and joined a convent following his infamous acquittal from the murder of Ronald Goldman and Nichole Brown Simpson, but not the juice.  With the same reckless abandon that the O.J  used to chew up linebackers on the football field and leap tall buildings in airports for Hertz, Simpson rolled the dice again and this time did he not have the luck of the Irish behind him and he fumbled badly.  

The average Joe is not stupid, when Simpson was acquitted of murder surely he should have been smart enough to realize that prosecutors and people all over the country were licking their chops to even the score.  Just like some of the linebackers Simpson left holding their shorts on the football field, it is only a matter of time before one of them gets even and patience pays off in those situations.  When you have someone like Simpson, who was granted the proverbial, and yes ironic, second lease on life, his personality is such that he was never going to realize he should retire from criminal activity.  Everyone besides Simpson realized that he was never going to get another free pass through the legal system.  However, with his acquittal it seems, contrary to the typical average Joe reaction that most people would have after getting a second chance, Simpson again took the ball and ran with it, this time getting tackled for good. 

You can liken Simpson’s criminal career to his sports career where O.J. played professional football two years too long; just another aging athlete trying to hang on to the glory of their hay day by getting pummeled to the point where he could hardly walk during his final two years with San Francisco.   This trend seems to be a common thread among aging athletes; does anyone remember the beating Muhammad Ali took at the hands of lowly Trevor Burbik?   Ali was battered so badly in his final five come-back fights that many believe it was the cause of his current dementia. 

Where am I going with all of this?  Everyone is up in arms about Casey Anthony escaping the arms of justice with a Simpsonesque acquittal; however, take solace in the notion that Anthony, like Simpson, will not be able to stay in the convent long.   Casey Anthony will not learn from her past mistakes and it is only a matter of time before she again acts out in a way that puts her in direct conflict with some other prosecutor licking their lips and waiting to even the score.  With people like Casey Anthony, the adage applies that if you give them enough rope they will hang themselves.