The reply is, Brian Walshe.
The query is, why hasn’t the state already fired this crooked, drunk hack cop Michael Proctor after his pathetic, failed try to border Karen Learn?
The issue for the racketeering enterprise often called the Norfolk County District Lawyer’s workplace is that this crooked knucklehead can be the lead investigator within the upcoming homicide trial of Brian Walshe, whose spouse’s physique has by no means been discovered.
The Walshe case is an actual homicide, not a pathetic try to lynch an harmless girl.
Karen Learn needed to be the happiest particular person in Norfolk County yesterday as what was left of Proctor’s profession as a Keystone Kop went up in flames.
Brian Walshe, jailed on the Home of Correction in Dedham, needed to be working a detailed second.
Michael Proctor is that this week’s poster boy for the decline and fall of the trendy Massachusetts State Police. He’s a “detective,” and in his investigations, he leaves no stone unturned.
Besides the one his drunken townie buddies are hiding underneath.
Skinhead Proctor even texted to his buddies that he wished Karen Learn to kill herself.
“It’s a figure of speech,” he stated. “My emotions got the best of me.”
And if his feelings don’t get the very best of him, it may need been his greed, in his determined seize for that good “tip” he solicited his spouse for doing the precise factor in his investigation.
“She never received one,” he complained of the bribe he had solicited in a textual content.
One other factor that often will get the very best of Proctor is his thirst, as a result of… Canton.
It’s dangerous sufficient to undergo life drunk and silly. It’s worse once you lie rather a lot, which Proctor does, even when he’s had months to organize to place the lies throughout.
And even by Massachusetts hack requirements, he’s one of many laziest payroll patriots of all time.
In no explicit order, let’s go over a few of his lies, laziness, stupidity and drunkenness.
The dumbest a part of the entire day was, he’s testified earlier than two grand juries, speaking wildly totally different tales to every one. But he couldn’t choose which lie he wished to hold his Smoky the Bear hat on.
It acquired so dangerous that protection lawyer Alan Jackson saved having to ask Proctor the identical query again and again:
“Would it refresh your recollection if you looked at these grand jury minutes?”
Initially, though he had no clue what actually occurred, he was adamant about charging Karen Learn with homicide. She was an outsider – to not point out, Proctor doesn’t like ladies. They are usually “whack jobs,” in his $146,000-a-year opinion.
Why? As a result of she’s “whack job (c-word).” These had been his phrases, each to his fellow crooked cops and in one other textual content group involving his hillbilly buddies from Canton Excessive.
The medical expert, additionally feminine, refused to say what the reason for loss of life of Learn’s boyfriend was. In different phrases, it wasn’t a homicide. Proctor didn’t care. why?
“She’s a whack job.”
Proctor was determined to cost Karen Learn with working over her boyfriend with a three-ton SUV. But the physique had no bruises on it – not one. The protection lawyer, Alan Jackson, requested Proctor if he’d ever seen a pedestrian killed by a automobile that had no bruises on the physique.
“Not that I recall.”
He talked about how one other drunk native cop, ATF agent Brian Higgins, hadn’t turned over his mobile phone however as a substitute gave the fool Proctor a “curated” assortment of calls. It was “not uncommon” to have somebody doing that, he advised Jackson.
So the protection lawyer confirmed him his latest testimony earlier than a federal grand jury. Proctor advised that grand jury a very totally different story – that he’d by no means seen anybody do one thing that shady.
Proctor was requested about one other breathtaking lie, that he took custody of Karen Learn’s automobile the day of John O’Keefe’s loss of life at 5:30 p.m. He stated it in a number of affidavits – 4:16 a.m. It was a lie. The surveillance video – and the sundown –proved it was false.
“Those were typos, sir.” Three typos, Jackson identified. When he meant to sort 5, 3 and 0, he as a substitute typed 4, 1 and 6. May occur to anyone. Over and again and again.
Additionally, he stated he didn’t actually know the Albert household, who like him grew up within the festering cesspool of Canton. By no means knew ‘em, not likely.
“That’s just not true, is it?” stated Jackson. “That was a lie… That would have been a lie.”
One evening in July 2022, he acquired stinkin’ drunk with certainly one of them, Kevin Albert, a Canton police officer. Being cops from Canton, they acquired so loaded that Albert left his badge and his gun in Proctor’s state police cruiser.
Proctor didn’t recall getting smashed with one of many McAlberts. Blackout, maybe? So Jackson confirmed him the textual content messages from the Canton drunkard inquiring about how he may retrieve his badge and gun.
“I don’t recall that,” he stated, as a result of… Canton, the place blackout drunks apparently occur each evening, particularly amongst cops driving MSP autos. Jackson needed to present him some extra texts from Kevin Albert.
“Yes,” Proctor lastly stated, “that does refresh my memory.”
He knew nothing – completely nothing! – about all of the deleted calls on toothless Jen McCabe’s mobile phone. By no means checked ‘em. Musta been somebody else’s job.
He acquired a tip from a Canton cop that he ought to pull the surveillance video from a neighborhood gasoline station as a result of it was “unreal.”
“Good to know,” Proctor texted again. “I’ll add that to the list.”
However he didn’t. He by no means went close to the gasoline station. It may need embarrassed the true killers.
He acquired an inventory of all of the individuals who’d been within the loss of life home that evening, however when he transcribed the listing of names, he forgot one – Colin Albert, the high-school hothead. That was the one title he forgot.
Everybody else’s, he simply misspelled. Makes it more durable for the protection to test ‘em out.
Proctor told a state grand jury no one had plowed Fairview Road, where O’Keefe died, on the morning of Jan. 29, 2022. That was a lie.
The city DPW boss advised him the road had been plowed by a man named Fortunate Loughran.
Proctor lastly acquired round to interviewing Loughran – after the protection advised him in regards to the plow driver that Proctor had claimed didn’t exist.
The neatest man to make any look in court docket yesterday was one other of the native yokels in Proctor’s non-cop textual content group. Proctor defined to all his high-school Harry homeys what was happening, and a man named Chicken replied, presciently:
“Something stinks,” Chicken wrote.
“Yeah,” Proctor replied, however there might be some critical fees introduced on the woman.”
Someplace in Dedham within the Norfolk County Home of Correction, Brian Walshe will need to have been smiling.
