Letters to the Editor
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He shouldn't resign. He didn't do anything wrong.
I am 100% against the Iraq war and should be feeling that anything done to one of its principals is correct. But I can't because having read all points of view on the Wolfowitz-World Bank issue, I believe that he is right (for once, unbelievably it may seem.)
The massive third-world corruption machinery needs to be shut down. It won't hurt the people in the third world because they never get the benefit of the funds allocated for them. It all goes to the Swiss bank accounts of the corrupt third-world leaders. Please don't pretend to me otherwise. And, we, the middle-class of the developed world, have to pick up the tab. And the World Bank class get major benefits indirectly from all this endless corruption from the fees that they receive for processing all these merry-go-round fund transfers and their salaries.
Wolfowitz is actually trying to do something about this. And he must be trampling on some well-guilded toes. Because everybody in the World Bank corruption engine wants him out. And, at this level, a girlfriend-in-a-nice-job scandal is nothing more than an excuse. If this is the only thing that they can find on the guy, he must be pretty clean ethically. Because everybody has their girlfriend in well situated somewhere in the machine. It's one of the reasons that the World Bank was set up in the first place. Mistress protection. So what!
So yes, Mr. Wolfowitz, until I learn otherwise, my instincts are telling me that you are doing the right thing by targeting all this massive corruption in the global financial NGOs.
And tell Bono, that if he is serious about debt relief for the people of the third world, then he ought to be talking to the Swiss about all the stolen money from third-world development projects that is in their banking system. Instead of asking us to write it all off, so they can begin the process of taking it right out of my paycheck another time around.
Keep pissing them off, Paul. Do something good here and we'll reconsider your reserved place against the proverbial wall come the revolution.