There’s no way I, personally, would ever write a book to clear my conscience. I have other ways of doing that, which do not involve putting words on a page for public consumption.

But when you’re talking about the OJ Simpson case, well, all bets are off. The bar is set pretty high, and the guilt—that’s inner guilt, the kind that eats you alive—runs as deep as all the BS surrounding the case.

Now comes a memorabilia dealer who has known OJ for decades—and his wild tale of spending nights with OJ and OJ’s admission and the way in which he told OJ how to pass the glove test in court. His name is Mike Gilbert, and he says OJ got high one night on reefer and admitted to him that he did it. Then blamed Nicole for answering the door with a knife in her hand.

Of course, Yale Ganter, OJ’s latest attorney, who wants us to believe that he is in this for the sake of protecting an innocent man and not all those appearances on Larry King and other media, or a “He Told Me He Did It, Too” book five years from now. Regarding Mike Gilbert and his recent revelations, Ganter banters on, saying that none of Gilbert’s claims are true. Ganter calls Gilbert “a delusional drug addict who needs money. He’s fallen on very hard times. He is in trouble with the IRS.

“I’ve talked to O.J. about it,” Galanter says, who, according to the AP, refused to allow Simpson to comment directly because of his upcoming robbery trial in Las Vegas. “This stuff not only didn’t occur, but it’s not factually supported by the evidence.”

According to the AP:

Mike Gilbert also claims that he helped his former friend wiggle out of the murder charges by suggesting how to bloat his hands so they wouldn’t fit the notorious bloody gloves.

Gilbert’s book, “How I Helped O.J. Get Away With Murder: The Shocking Inside Story of Violence, Loyalty, Regret and Remorse,” is due in stores Monday. It was released to The Associated Press in advance.

He said Simpson had smoked pot and taken a sleeping pill and was drinking beer when he confided at his home in Los Angeles’ Brentwood area weeks after his trial what happened the night of June 12, 1994.

Simpson said he went to his ex-wife’s condominium but did not bring a knife with him. Simpson told him Nicole Brown Simpson had one in her hand when she opened the door.

In a soft mumble, Simpson told him: “If she hadn’t opened that door with a knife in her hand … she’d still be alive.”

“Nothing more needed to be said,” Gilbert writes. “O.J. had confessed to me. There’s no doubt in my mind.”

Nicole Brown Simpson and her friend Ronald Goldman were stabbed to death at the entrance to her condominium. The knife was never found.

On the opposite end of the scum scale, Gilbert lashed out at Ganter, calling the guy “an ambulance chaser and an enabler and denier for O.J. I know. I used to do the same thing. I understand the game. … I could take a drug test and pass it. I highly doubt that O.J. could.”

There’s some truth to this last statement.

Gilbert said he continued to represent Simpson for another decade after the alleged confession, hawking items with his autograph, hiding the profits and helping Simpson shield his possessions so they could not be seized by the Goldman family.

Gilbert also claims that he counseled the jailed Simpson during his murder trial to stop taking his arthritis medicine so his hands would swell up and not fit the bloody gloves in court. He offers no proof that Simpson followed his advice or that he was taking any medicine, but the drama that played out in court when the gloves didn’t fit was central to Simpson’s defense.

When does this end? From the looks of things, it appears that there is still a market for this, or publishers, believe me when I say this, would not be selling it.

Beyond any of this, should we trust a man who even remotely resembles VP Dick Cheney?

It has to be OJ Simpson, arrested in Las Vegas in his quest to find out who killed Nicole. Er, make that strong-arming some sports memorbilia nitwits. And you know what? We’re giddy about it.

Runner up: Robert “The Preppie Murderer” Chambers, back in the slammer over a drug deal. Seems like the ’80s all over again.

OJ’s in a jam and someone’s trying to make some dough. We love it. An Ebay seller is selling this crusty piece of OJ-ana.

In part, here’s what Soapot says on Ebay:

“Although considered a delicatessen in Canada and parts of France, this toast is a collectable and is not meant for consumption.  Do not eat this toast.  Any resemblance to persons is purely coincidental… This toast may be used for educational purposes.  Images copyright their respectful owner.  The toast is in an airtight container, has been kept in a cool place and is aging finer than Raquel Welch.”

The price is only around $20, not a bad souvenir if you’ve got the bread.

 We’re all getting older. But take a look at OJ Simpson’s mugshots — the one from a dozen years ago and one from this weekend in Las Vegas. Seems a lot happier than the first time, huh? As the photog snapped, wonder what OJ was thinking?