When O.J. Simpson tore off his public mask and let his shadow run wild, he threw his coming-out party on the 405, riding its back in a white Ford Bronco with slow savor, an antihero atop a twisting multilane serpent.
O.J. had come to ride the serpent, not to slay it.
As he took his surreal televised victory lap on June 17, 1994, numerous on



