BLACK TIE, BUT PRESUMABLY NO GLOVES
To the Brentwood mansion they came: a sacked juror, a jailbird lawyer and assorted other apostles of O.J. SIMPSON, all for a black-tie dinner to oppose domestic violence and, not least, to rub elbows with the Juice. With security provided by the Nation of Islam, the night was one of image repair for America's most dubiously innocent man. Attorney F. Lee Bailey, fresh from the slammer, pronounced his own jail stay "not so great." Simpson pal and chauffeur A.C. Cowlings seemed proud when a guest praised his driving. Outside Simpson's gates protesters clamored, but inside,...
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