Thursday, April 17, 2008

Drew Peterson Loses Bid to Take Back Firearms

Drew Peterson's right to have control of his property doesn't outweigh the state's right to retain possible evidence, a Will County judge said Thursday when he denied Peterson's request to let his son Stephen hold onto 11 guns seized from Peterson's home.

In February, Judge Richard Schoenstedt ordered the guns - along with other seized property - be returned as long as Peterson maintained a firearm owner's identification card.

Peterson's attorney asked the judge to amend the order when state police revoked the FOID card the day after the order. But Schoenstedt said Peterson must show he has an intention to utilize the guns in some way before his property rights can trump the state's rights.

"Without a specific purpose, it doesn't pass the balancing test," Schoenstedt said. "I don't believe there's enough to change my order."

Brodsky said his client will legally transfer the property to Stephen Peterson and then file another request to have the guns handed over to him.

Stephen Peterson appeared in court Thursday in case the judge ruled in favor of his father. Peterson, an Oak Brook police officer received an eight-day unpaid suspension from the department April 9 for wearing his police uniform and driving a marked squad car to his grand jury appearance.

Peterson was subpoenaed to testify before the special grand jury investigating the disappearance of his father's fourth wife Stacy and the death of his third wife Kathleen Savio in 2004.

Stephen Peterson declined to comment on the outcome of Thursday's hearing.
Despite their defeat Thursday, Peterson's attorneys said the judge's original ruling to return the items is proof the state's case against their client is weak.

"This judge would have never given Drew the guns back, FOID card or not, if he would've thought that they were involved in criminal activity," attorney Andrew Abood said. "The government submitted ex parte evidence, and they don't have any evidence that these guns were involved in any crime whatsoever."

Will County State's Attorney's office spokesman Chuck Pelkie disagreed.

"We're very pleased by the judge's ruling in this case," Pelkie said. Judge Schoenstedt made it very clear that he listened to the facts as they were presented to him ... and at this point, given what he knows about this investigation, he feels that it's appropriate that the guns remain in the possession of the Illinois State Police."

Brodsky filed the original request to have the property returned in December, arguing that the state had more than enough time to conduct all necessary forensic testing on the items. Brodsky said state police are depriving his client of his property simply to harass Peterson.

"State police want to vex Drew," Brodsky said. "There's no other reason. They have the guns, they have all the evidence they're ever going to get out of the guns, they have no evidence the guns were involved in any kind of criminal activity."

"That suggestion is absolutely ridiculous," Pelkie countered. "The only thing that Illinois State Police want to do and the only thing that the state's attorney's office wants to do is to get to the bottom of what happened to Stacy Peterson."

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Poetry - Tempted

Battling these feelings,
can't sort one from another,
hah, yeah, singing
'tempted by a fruit of another..-'

Well, what if that fruit is
a friend of a former lover?

My feelings can't help themselves,
I'm not about to lock them away,
hide them high up on on shelves.

I'm going to dig right in, have a dish
you turn me on, a couple more licks..
I love to kiss you, love that risk-
hold me close, i'll shudder in fright,
how could something so wrong just
feel so right?

Lick my lip again,
baby, take a bite.
Let's forget all else,
isn't that a beautiful sight?

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Poetry

A small collection of a few of my poems, some old, some new..


Solo Dance
I write these words to be remembered,
capture these feelings, my heart being rendered.

Sort and label these feelings,
Can't classify these dirty dealings.
Feel my yearn, joy in warm embrace,
see the pain hiding in my face.

Love can exsist solely in one's mind,
a solo dance, tango of a lonely kind.

I can't control your mind,
prevent you from going astray,
can't be on bended knee,
begging you to stay.

In the end it simply doesn't equate,
you're on your own and it's not my fate.

It's always been my story to tell,
of unwanted attention from all sorts,
but, oh hell!
Once I feel that lightning strike of fate,
Oh look, I've found the perfect mate!
That feeling soon turns to hate.

I can't strike that spark and
capture your interest,
in my head I'm not unique enough,
the feelings won't rest.

Change is what I end to crave, and
my quest won't end until I find my one,
or the change will conquer me, and
send me to my early grave.

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Slam
Throw out that dirty feeling!
It's raw and old, it's
getting all over everything
else and it's all rotting
together!

Get up, and throw it away,
Why should I say it again?

Take it away-you gave it,
so it should be just as easy
to take back.

It's long past it's expiration date, Honey.
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Passion
Stars shine,
velvet moon sky,

love sings,
magic in your eye.

Stars are falling
down,
down,

down..

Always there for me, my prince,
and you know I'm yours,
your princess to crown.

Place your hand upon my cheek,
look into my eyes, hear the words
that I speak:

"I'll give myself willingly to you, my love,
protect and care for me, treat
me as fragilly as a dove."

Your eyes narrow,
focusing clear and true,
filling with promise, strength,
shining such a strong blue.

"If ever there be doubt to how I covet
you, my queen,
just know that without you,
the world holds all too much that
can't be seen..

The stars would fade,
and will not shine,
simply as brilliantly as they do
when you are mine."

Your hand on my cheek, softly rubbing,
these tender moments shared, true loving.

I grab you, whisper into your ear,
"You know, I love you?"

You reply, "The whole world
could be a lie, but that
will always remain true."