Paul Wolfowitz was flavour of the month for foreign journalists in Washington this week. Faced with an agenda of quite mind-boggling dullness at the spring meetings of the International Monetary Fund and World Bank, the hacks were at a loss to think of what they could offer to tickle the fancy of their news editors.
Then Wolfy came along and the problem was solved. The story had it all. Neocon architect of Iraq war is parachuted into World Bank by his pal George Bush, finds that he is now the boss of his girlfriend, so arranges for her to be shipped out to the state department on a higher grade and lots more money, then launches crusade to stamp out corruption in the developing world.
That you should be mocked by idle journalists. The episode of the socks was bad enough, but this is unsupportable.
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