Madoff’s lieutenant, Frank DiPascali, is spilling the beans in exchange for a lighter sentence but apparently can’t come up with any dirt on Walter, Ruth, or the boys. I’m sure that will make the Noel’s last days at 175 Round Hill more pleasurable, knowing that, while they’ll be losing the cottage to creditors, Walter won’t be exchanging his digs for federal concrete, but what value is this guy? I mean, great, he’s providing details of how the fraud worked, but big deal: Bernie’s plead guilty and who cares, really, how he did it? If I were a federal prosecutor I’d want names and dates from this slimeball before agreeing to any plea deal otherwise, why bother? Come on, Frank, make something up if you have to – we’re starving out here in Greenwich.