just spent the last two hours reading up on the oj simpson trial and revisiting issues that at the time i didn't fully understand at an innocent 13 years. yesterday we all threw ourselves over the couch, half sleepy from rising early to throw a second yard sale, and by tv programming happenstance, watched brett morgen's film, june 17, 1994, in the middle of the afternoon. part of espn's 30 for 30 film series from last year, morgen's documentary carries us through the events of that day by framing it through the variety of monumental sports events that were taking place and gives us beautiful reflection and silent commentary through to the white bronco finale. arnold palmer's touching last round of golf and tearful and choked-up career end interviews juxtaposed with simpson's thought-to-be-suicide letter read to the media, "don't feel sorry for me. ive had a great life, great friends. please think of the real oj and not this lost person" is all beautifully woven in a way that causes reflection on the career span of all media giants and greats and however they must feel at the end. morgen's film uses no current interiews or talking heads to break up his piece as most documentaries, but rather constructs only clips and reels of past footage and arranges them as if notes of a symphony to tell his tale. it is a refreshing tactic on this beautiful reflection on our media, a commentary on our interests as a country - and i urge you to watch it if you haven't seen it and have the chance.