WASHINGTON — The witness slumped a bit, digging his dress shoes into the blue diamond carpet pattern, mouth sagging at the sides like a hound who knows he has defied his master.
From the start on Wednesday, Michael D. Cohen, President Trump’s former lawyer and fixer, had been willing to concede quite a bit: Yes, he was a criminal. Yes, he was a fool. Yes, he was a stooge, until he wasn’t.
“I can only warn people,” Mr. Cohen said, singling out the pliant Republicans before him. “People that follow Mr. Trump, as I did blindly, are going to suffer the same consequences.”
But there was one suggestion Mr. Cohen could not abide, staring up at the grand wooden dais in Rayburn Room 2154 and leaning forward.
“I am a nice guy,” he insisted, swatting away questions about business opportunities he had attracted through his access to Mr. Trump.
“I would beg to differ,” Representative Mark Meadows, Republican of North Carolina and a close White House ally, fired back. “The record reflects that you’re not a nice guy.”
It stands to reason that a democracy gets the leaders it deserves. And Mr. Trump’s Washington has carried the premise to its logical end: In Mr. Cohen, the Capitol welcomed a star witness to meet the moment — a hangdog avatar of New Yawk hucksterism, delivered from central casting to revisit the questions that have defined this presidency.
What can we believe? What should we?
“He is complicated,” Mr. Cohen said of Mr. Trump. “As am I.”
But of course that is the trouble with a confessed liar, speaking with conviction about the lies he used to tell.
“Here we go,” Representative Jim Jordan of Ohio, the top Republican on the House Oversight and Reform Committee, said twice as he revved himself up for an opening statement. “Certainly it’s the first time a convicted perjurer has been brought back to be a star witness.”
It is perhaps no surprise then that the building on Wednesday teemed with the lingo of organized crime — veiled threats, competing definitions of “rat,” meditations on loyalty and the nonspecific “code” of the boss — as though the proceedings required a consultant credit for Martin Scorsese.
Mr. Trump, railing against his former confidant in the months since his defection from the orbit, at times sounded “like a mobster,” Mr. Cohen said, in case anyone strained to follow.
Unsubtle cameos in the hearing room were common. Representative Matt Gaetz, a Florida Republican and vocal Trump supporter who had sent a menacing tweet on Tuesday about Mr. Cohen and his family, stood in the wings looking stern. Representative Maxine Waters, a California Democrat and prolific Trump tormentor, slipped in, too. Neither is on the committee.
Other guests understood the impulse to linger.
“You don’t want to miss the next Watergate,” said Shoumik Dabir, 19, waiting in line with peers from the University of Texas, who had come to the city on student government business.
“We don’t really remember Watergate,” Mehraz Rahman, 21, amended. But they had heard it was wild.
Nearby, Andy Williams, 72, from Shepherdstown, W.Va., was well positioned to catch them up. But he reached for a deeper historical cut instead. “This makes Teapot Dome look like the kiddie fair,” he said, naming a Harding administration scandal.
He inched toward the hearing room, grinning.
Often, there can be a certain rhythm to the congressional mega-event: the camera clicks, the slow walk to the witness chair, some stiffly delivered prepared remarks.
In 2017, James B. Comey, the former F.B.I. director, coolly walked a Senate committee through his memos, suggesting that lordy, he hoped there were tapes of his encounters with the president.
In 2018, Christine Blasey Ford and Brett M. Kavanaugh, whom she accused of sexual assault, shared competing memories of their pasts, with dueling protesters marching the grounds.
On Wednesday, it became clear quickly that Mr. Cohen’s spectacle was something different: plainly important — with sweeping implications for a president accused of breaking the law — but also rollicking enough to demand flashes of levity.
Republicans assembled a medley of poster boards intended to highlight Mr. Cohen’s hypocrisy.
“Liar Liar Pants on Fire!” read one, beside an image of his face.
“Mr. Cohen appears to have lost his moral compass,” said another, quoting from a federal judge.
“Strong, pit bull, sex symbol,” went a third, showcasing the biography section of a Twitter account, @WomenForCohen, created to flatter Mr. Cohen.
“I didn’t actually set that up,” Mr. Cohen said, laughing a bit. “During the course of the campaign, which you would know, it’s somewhat crazy and wild. We were having fun.”
Other visual aids were human. Seeking to rebut Mr. Cohen’s accusations of racism against Mr. Trump, Mr. Meadows invited Lynne Patton, an African-American official at the Department of Housing and Urban Development and a longtime Trump associate, to stand behind him.
“She says that as a daughter of a man born in Birmingham, Ala., that there is no way that she would work for an individual who was racist,” Mr. Meadows said.
“Ask Ms. Patton how many people who are black are executives at the Trump Organization,” Mr. Cohen said.
The answer, he said, was zero.
The exchange was typical, signaling that if Mr. Cohen was chastened some by the near-term prospect of jail time, he had hardly surrendered his swagger.
Repeatedly, he was asked to swear off any book deals or other ventures that could allow him to profit off his time with the president. Mr. Cohen declined to make any promises.
“No,” he said.
“I will not do that, no.”
“So, you don’t commit to changing your ways, basically,” asked Representative Virginia Foxx, Republican of North Carolina, “because you want to continue to use your background as a liar, a cheater, a convicted liar, to make money?”
“That’s going to get me a book deal and a movie deal?” Mr. Cohen said. “I don’t think so.”
Yet that did not make him untrustworthy going forward, he said — a tension that persisted until the hearing’s end, the unwritten cable news chyron for every screen in the building.
A liar was speaking. But was the speaker lying?
“You don’t have to take my word for it,” Mr. Cohen said at one point, his body turned toward lawmakers he accused of doing Mr. Trump’s bidding, as he once did. “I don’t want you to.”
Just look at the documents, he said. And, perhaps, in a mirror.
九龙图库看图区118【顾】【湛】【轻】【嗤】【一】【声】，【哪】【有】【什】【么】X【先】【生】？ 【他】【也】【是】【在】【抓】【到】【了】【傅】【菁】【菁】【之】【后】，【才】【弄】【明】【白】【了】。 【那】【个】【面】【具】【之】【所】【以】【存】【在】，【并】【非】【是】【为】【了】【什】【么】【神】【秘】【感】，【更】【不】【是】【为】【了】【不】【让】【人】【看】【到】【他】【的】【脸】，【想】【要】【为】【自】【己】【留】【后】【路】。 【事】【实】【上】，X【先】【生】，【自】【始】【至】【终】【都】【是】【两】【个】【人】。 【一】【个】【是】【傅】【菁】【菁】，【另】【一】【个】，【就】【是】【方】【静】【静】。 【虽】【然】【听】【起】【来】【有】【些】【不】【可】【思】【议】，【可】【是】
【她】【一】【向】【觉】【得】【的】【一】【个】【贱】【妮】【子】，【竟】【然】【会】【出】【身】【这】【样】【好】？ “【我】【不】【信】，【倘】【若】【潘】【玖】【凤】【真】【真】【是】【你】【们】【讲】【的】【那】【般】【的】【身】【份】，【又】【怎】【会】【给】【潘】【贵】【抱】【回】【来】？” 【强】【烈】【的】【落】【差】【跟】【不】【晓】【得】【从】【哪】【儿】【涌】【现】【出】【来】【的】【不】【甘】【心】，【要】【温】【氏】【面】【目】【扭】【曲】，【不】【敢】【信】【自】【个】【儿】【听】【着】【的】。 【不】，【事】【儿】【必】【定】【不】【是】【这】【般】【的】！ “【至】【于】【为】【何】【会】【给】【潘】【贵】【抱】【回】【去】，【你】【可】【以】【回】【去】【问】【一】【下】【潘】【贵】
【再】【次】【被】【那】【一】【片】【来】【自】【于】【未】【知】【植】【物】【上】【的】【叶】【子】【治】【疗】【之】【后】，【刘】【安】【现】【在】【表】【现】【出】【来】【的】【移】【动】【速】【度】【更】【快】【了】【几】【分】，【身】【体】【也】【不】【再】【如】【同】【刚】【出】【现】【之】【时】【那】【般】【僵】【硬】，【已】【经】【变】【得】【极】【为】【灵】【活】。 【所】【以】【在】【林】【尘】【三】【人】【躲】【开】【它】【的】【攻】【势】【之】【后】，【它】【很】【快】【便】【再】【次】【发】【起】【了】【攻】【势】，【极】【为】【嗜】【血】【的】【它】【根】【本】【就】【没】【有】【给】【三】【人】【任】【何】【的】【思】【考】【时】【间】。 “【这】【样】【下】【去】【迟】【早】【会】【被】【它】【给】【耗】【死】”，【林】
【流】【坡】【秘】【境】【之】【内】。 【一】【处】【泛】【着】【光】【晕】【的】【草】【木】【灌】【丛】【正】【在】“【稀】【稀】【漱】【漱】”，【过】【了】【一】【会】【儿】，【动】【静】【静】【止】，【却】【见】【林】【凡】【同】【学】【从】【灌】【木】【丛】【中】【钻】【了】【出】【来】。 【林】【凡】【一】【把】【拍】【了】【拍】【自】【己】【衣】【服】【上】【的】【尘】【土】，【一】【边】【向】【着】【周】【围】【四】【处】【瞭】【望】。 “【这】【地】【方】【也】【太】【大】【了】……【也】【没】【个】【地】【图】【参】【考】【一】【下】，【不】【过】，【那】【两】【位】【姑】【娘】【的】【灵】【气】【竟】【然】【如】【此】【纯】【净】，【硬】【是】【让】【自】【己】【吸】【收】【了】【三】【个】【时】【辰】九龙图库看图区118【忽】【的】，【房】【间】【内】【突】【然】【开】【始】【剧】【烈】【晃】【动】，【房】【顶】【好】【像】【要】【掉】【下】【来】【一】【样】，【而】【脚】【下】【的】【石】【板】【仿】【佛】【承】【受】【不】【了】【任】【何】【重】【力】【一】【样】【开】【始】【松】【动】。 【众】【人】【脸】【色】【一】【变】，【身】【形】【皆】【是】【七】【倒】【八】【歪】【的】。 【陆】【刃】【厉】【声】【道】：“【都】【别】【乱】【动】，【冷】【静】，【一】【会】【儿】【就】【过】【去】【了】。” 【谢】【靖】【亦】【脸】【色】【已】【经】【黑】【的】【随】【时】【要】【爆】【发】【了】，【她】【大】【吼】【道】：“【谁】【乱】【动】【东】【西】【了】，【听】【不】【懂】【话】【吗】？【都】【说】【了】【让】【你】【们】
【光】【头】【这】【话】【一】【出】【口】，【胡】【猛】【伸】【手】【拿】【锅】【的】【动】【作】【便】【停】【在】【了】【半】【路】，【其】【余】【人】【也】【是】【吃】【了】【一】【惊】，【原】【本】【埋】【头】【写】【字】【的】【梁】【月】【抬】【头】【将】【目】【光】【投】【向】【笑】【得】【惨】【烈】【的】【大】【光】【头】，【又】【瞅】【了】【眼】【他】【身】【后】【那】【个】【同】【样】【正】【在】【努】【力】【陪】【笑】【的】【小】【年】【轻】…… 【梁】【月】【默】【默】【地】【重】【新】【低】【下】【头】。 【嗯】……【对】【比】【之】【下】【才】【发】【现】，【胡】【猛】【的】【形】【象】【原】【来】【是】【那】【么】【的】【和】【蔼】【可】【亲】…… “【胡】【哥】！”【大】【家】【都】【在】【沉】
【北】【京】【时】【间】11【月】10【日】 0:30, 【大】【巴】【黎】【客】【场】【挑】【战】【法】【甲】【第】13【轮】【对】【手】【布】【雷】【斯】【特】，【图】【赫】【尔】【本】【场】【比】【赛】【决】【定】【让】【卡】【瓦】【尼】，【德】【拉】【克】【斯】【勒】【重】【新】【回】【归】【首】【发】。【纳】【瓦】【斯】【在】【热】【身】【时】【受】【伤】，【由】【里】【科】【替】【补】【首】【发】。
“【以】【后】【你】【就】【叫】【霓】【裳】【乐】【伶】【吧】。【梦】【霓】【裳】【蹲】【下】【身】，【轻】【抚】【着】【霓】【裳】【乐】【伶】【娇】【弱】【的】【花】【瓣】，【说】【道】。 【梦】【霓】【裳】【说】【这】【些】【的】【时】【候】【眸】【中】【时】【不】【时】【的】【划】【过】【一】【丝】【懊】【悔】。 【尽】【管】【我】【不】【知】【道】【她】【到】【底】【在】【懊】【悔】【什】【么】，【但】【是】【她】【那】【种】【情】【绪】【却】【是】【很】【懂】。 【我】【也】【常】【会】【想】【起】【不】【知】【在】【哪】【个】【时】【空】【的】【地】【球】，【那】【个】【让】【我】【厌】【恶】【却】【想】【守】【护】【的】【家】。 “【我】【曾】【经】【想】【改】【变】【沧】【澜】【大】【陆】，【让】【其】【充】