W for "Wolfie," I mean. A hilarious story on Wolfie resignation kabuki:

Wolfowitz Hangs On As Ouster Hits Wall

Odd, that. So many investigations of Bush insiders seem to hit walls.

The [World Bank] board adjourned without resolution late yesterday, promising to keep talking today.

Gee, it's almost like some Christianist operative visited all the Board members and, well, played the tapes from the material the NSA's been hoovering up about them (not that I'm foily).

Meanwhile, Wolfie hangs on, ostentatiously licking his comb for all to see:

But Wolfowitz, who has clung tenaciously to his post through weeks of controversy, even as World Bank staff members took to the streets to demand his ouster, stuck to his position that he tried to do the right thing in handling his girlfriend's career situation.

But the ever-reasonable Bush White House is trying to broker a Compromise:

Seeking to break the logjam, the Bush administration pressed a compromise: The board could issue a statement that Wolfowitz had erred in handling the raise for his longtime companion, Shaha Riza, but apportion some of the blame to a bank committee that Wolfowitz believes gave him murky ethics advice. Wolfowitz would then resign ...

"Murky ethics advice"?! Sweet Jeebus, how hard could this have been? Just don't engineer a raise for your girlfriend! Wolfie needed a fucking committee to tell him that?

And now, the really, really good part;

"Not that Paul would resign eight minutes later," a senior White House aide said, but perhaps after a few months.

Hilarity ensues. I mean, who would trust these guys?