Congratulations. We now live in a world where O.J. Simpson can no longer be referred to as the one that got away.

Last Friday, exactly 13 years to the day since California let the most infamous man of our time get away with murder, the great state of Nevada has stepped up to finally take out the trash once and for all.

For those of you who were too preoccupied with swings and jungle gyms in elementary school to pay attention when the original O.J. murder trial was going on, here’s a brief recap:

On June 12, 1994, O.J.’s ex-wife, Nicole Brown, and her friend, Ronald Goldman, were stabbed to death by O.J. (allegedly) outside Goldman’s condo.

Evidence at the scene, including O.J.’s leather gloves, led investigators to believe that he committed the crime. Once he was notified by the police that he was a prime suspect, O.J. relented to turning himself in.

He then realized that innocent men don’t voluntarily give themselves up, but rather flee from the police in a white Bronco at excruciatingly low speeds.

After finally taking him into custody, the trial of the century ensued. Thanks to the magic of Johnnie “If the glove don’t fit, you must acquit” Cochran, O.J. was inexplicably found innocent.

The late Ms. Brown and Mr. Goldman’s families decided to bring civil suits against O.J. on accounts of wrongful death and battery, winning a sum of around $33.5 million.

But thanks to the wonderful California laws that keep personal pensions from settling judgments, O.J. was able to maintain his lavish lifestyle, using only the money from auctioned-off memorabilia to pay a palsy total of $500,000 to his victims’ families.

But instead of humbly appreciating his ridiculous luck and maintaining the innocence of the.09 percent of the population that actually thought he was innocent, O.J. decided to flaunt the fact that he literally got away with murder by attempting to release his book If I Did It in 2007. This effectively shredded any lingering doubt concerning O.J.’s guilt.

Any other person at this point, felon or not, would realize they’ve used up all their lucky charms and slink away to the darkest corner of the world to live out their undeserved gift of freedom and luxury, trying to not tempt fate yet again.

But not O.J.

Instead, he decided to commit yet another crime, this time of the armed robbery and kidnapping variety. Only now he made the mistake of committing his felonies outside of the comfort of California’s leniency and in a state that takes its laws seriously — Nevada.

Now O.J. has finally rolled the dice one too many times.

This time there was no Cochran around to conveniently distort facts in his favor, no half-witted jury to be blinded by the glare from his Heisman trophy and nowhere to hide from the cold hard truth — just a chance for a murderer to finally fulfill his date with justice.

With his conviction he faces 15 years to life in prison — a sentence that unfortunately comes 13 years later than it should have.

But as much as it disgusts me to think of all the pleasures O.J. has experienced in his 13 years of smug arrogance and freedom, it is comforting to know that we have finally cleared one of the greatest injustices of our time.

Now we can only hope that Michael Jackson is stupid enough to commit a crime in Nevada as well.

Then we could take care of the second most infamous criminal to escape justice thanks to the California penal system — or lack thereof. For now, I won’t get too greedy and I’ll just relish in the fact that at least O.J. now has to pay for his heinous crimes.

Reach columnist Jeff Dickson at opinion@dailyuw.com.