Not a day goes by in this world without someone, somewhere - falling victim to a fatal crime. Whatever the motive, the reason - or the cause of death - at least one innocent life is deliberately extinguished every twenty-four hours. Sadly, many of these deaths go surprisingly unnoticed by our ever-lecherous media - leaving the grief to be felt only by those who knew the victim. And sometimes - the media turns a particular tragedy of this nature into the story of the day. Although the media does this for the oh so ethical reason of grabbing viewers by exploiting other people's horror - they inadvertently get the entire country to pray for the victim as if the victim was a member of their own family - while crying alongside the victim's real family.

Unfortunately, I can recall quite a few infamous incidents that still make me shudder when I think of their ridiculousness. From the murder of six-year-old JonBenet Ramsey on December 25, 1996, who was found dead in the basement of her home - to the murder of 24-year-old Chandra Levy, whose remains were found in Rock Creek Park on May 22, 2002 - 387 days after she went missing...

...to the murder of Nicole Simpson.

Those atrocities, while similar in their senselessness - and the fact that they remain somehow "unsolved" to this day - do have another common thread - they were all committed by someone close to the victim...

...someone very close.

Since those three horrible acts of murder, many others have been added to that dreaded list. But while they all make my heart hurt for the victims and their families - there is only one murder that was so heinous, so unnecessary - and so disgusting - it goes so far into my heart that I cry simply by seeing the victim's name...

...Laci Peterson.

No matter how I look at the particulars of this awful crime, I cannot come up with a single reason as to why "someone" would take this beautiful woman from this Earth. I never knew Laci, but her personality seemed so magnetic that I feel like I knew her just from the pictures and videos of her that I saw. From her fixed welcoming smile to her friends and family that encircled her in each of the home movies I saw - Laci seemed like someone that would make a great friend, an excellent sibling - and a perfect wife.

But "someone" didn't agree with my opinion of Laci - and that would be the "someone" who killed her. And while there has not been a trial in this case, and everyone in this country is "innocent until proven guilty" - I would bet my life's worth on only one person...

...Scott Peterson.

No matter what evidence the defense may have to counter the prosecution's case, regardless of the outcome of the trial - and whatever Mr. Peterson's statements have said - no one can tell me that Scott Peterson did not murder his wife.

First of all, if my pregnant wife went missing, the only thing I would be doing is scouring my neighborhood house by house in absolute hysterics - not purchasing a brand new boat to go "fishing." Also, if during the investigation, I was ever considered a suspect in the murder of my wife - I would offer the prosecution anything they wanted to prove my innocence - from a blood sample, to a polygraph test - to hours of voluntary interrogation, even without an attorney. I would not dye my hair blond, grow a beard - and carry around $15,000 in cash along with my brother's identification. And if I was ultimately arrested for the murder of my wife - all I would be doing during my arraignment, incarceration and trial would be screaming that I was innocent - not hire a former O.J. Simpson attorney to try and "get me off."

If it is determined by a jury that it was indeed Scott Peterson who murdered Laci - something I already feel in my heart to be true - than no man on this Earth is, was or ever will be as evil as Scott Peterson. Killing the woman who gave you her hand in marriage is horrible enough - but to do what was done to their eight-month-old fetus - something I cannot even type into this column - than even the Death Penalty would not be an adequate punishment.

We all now know that he was cheating on his wife with Amber Frey, since she came forward and held a press conference on January 24, 2003. We also now know that Scott was calling her dozens of times per week both before and after the murders. And we also know that, according to Amber - Scott claimed he was single when he was introduced to her and then later claimed that he wanted to marry her.

If he didn't want to be with his wife anymore - why didn't he just leave?

Couples break up all the time, and fifty percent of all marriages in this country end in divorce. So for Scott to murder his wife and unborn child rather than simply admit that he loved someone else shows his true cowardice. If I was married and wanted to leave my wife for another woman - I would rather cause her the temporary pain of divorce over the permanence of murder. In fact, I could not think of a single reason to murder anyone - much less the woman I chose to marry, and who was carrying my child. But in my opinion - Scott Peterson did.

He knew that he was in love with Amber Frey, he knew that he would not be able to leave an eight-month-pregnant Laci without a very messy divorce and a lot of drama involving Laci's family - and he knew that eventually - Amber would find out that her "single" boyfriend was actually married with a child on the way. So to him - there was only one way out...

...and in my opinion, he took it.

The most recent turn of events in this "kangaroo" court case is the fact that Scott Peterson's lawyer, Mark Gerogos - who is ironically defending another "innocent" man in Michael Jackson - actually managed to have Scott's murder trial moved from Modesto, California to a small "bedroom community" named Redwood City, because of, "hostility toward Scott Peterson in his dead wife's hometown." Even if they took this case to Juneau, Alaska - there is no place on this Earth that would believe that Scott Peterson did not murder his wife.

I just wish they would move the case to Brooklyn, New York - so I could volunteer for Jury Duty.