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A former executive director of the CIA has pleaded guilty to wire fraud as part of a plea bargain. Kyle “Dusty” Foggo was the number three man in the CIA from 2004 to 2006. At a hearing Monday in federal court in Alexandria, he pleaded guilty to a single count of wire fraud, admitting that he helped his best friend obtain contracts with the CIA at inflated prices. As part of the plea bargain, prosecutors agreed to drop the other 27 counts against him. He faces a maximum of 20 years in prison when he is sentenced in January, but prosecutors agreed that they will seek no more than three years.
Seems like quite a light sentence given that Foggo admitted that he abused his power to funnel money to a friend and cheat taxpayers. I wonder if Foggo was able to negotiate a good deal because he was in a position to reveal agency secrets. Just a guess.
For a review of some of the more colorful moments from Dusty’s spy career, see this item I posted last year, “Sex and the CIA.”
More from Ken Silverstein:
Perspective — October 23, 2013, 8:00 am
How pro-oil Louisiana politicians have shaped American environmental policy
Postcard — October 16, 2013, 8:00 am
A trip to one of the properties at issue in Louisiana’s oil-pollution lawsuits
Trudy Lieberman reports on the failed promise of the Affordable Care Act, Sarah A. Topol explores Ukraine’s struggle for a national identity, Dave Madden spends a week in Hollywood’s toughest comedy club, and more
Number of insect fragments allowed by the FDA in a standard jar of peanut butter:
It emerged that, in trying to count her rings, marine geologists had accidentally killed a 507-year-old clam named Ming.
A resident of Chalk Level Township in Missouri discovered the bodies of three dogs packed inside dog-food bags.
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