I did not drown that woman!
The formerly smirking and cool-as-a-cucumber Drew Peterson flipped his lid yesterday upon learning he will now have to do 38 years for the suspected slaying in 2004 of his third wife Kathleen Savio.
That's a veritable death sentence when considering the sorry lot of an ex-cop in prison, and that he's hardly a young man anymore.
Many who witnessed the spectacle of the infuriated defendant going off the deep end in an emotional rant directed at the judge and anyone else present at his sentencing say his angry outburst was nothing but the real Drew surfacing at the eleventh hour.
THERE, all his diehard haters assert, was the coldblooded, serial wife-murderer who knew his day had come at last.
The prosecution, victorious not through prima facie forensic proofs or evidentiary facts, but rather via Illinois's new 'Hearsay' statute enacted solely to nail Peterson for first-degree murder, even went so far as to call him "a psychopath" in their subsequent gloating statements to the media.
But is prisoner Peterson's bitter diatribe merely an example of a half-crazed killer completely losing his courtroom composure, or does this guy really have something to yell about? find out here