Circus Fabulous!

Birds were chirping and the sky over Washington was the color of blueberry taffy before Tuesday’s long-awaited Goldman Sachs hearing.

It was a pretty, harmless morning. The first floor of the Dirksen Senate office building was quiet while rows of reporters set up. A handsome couple from the Financial Times kept an upside-down bottle of hand sanitizer between them. The Times’ Louise Story had a mini-bottle of Diet Coke by her laptop. “I’m sure some people have excitement, but not me. I do war,” an editor for the Army Times said in the press office.

Cameramen swarmed around the empty table where the Goldmen executives would sit, then just stood there. A very pretty Bulgarian-born BBC producer ran her hands through her hair. The little-known Goldman Sachs major-domo John Rogers stood quietly by himself. He is said to resemble John Le Carré’s George Smiley, trench coat and all, but looked like another slightly rumpled reporter. A Senate staff member stood a few feet away. “Frankly, I’m a little afraid of them,” the staffer said. “They’re going to try to school the U.S. Senate, and make them look silly.”

Maureen Dowd, a few seats away from the hand sanitizer, chewed gum while reading along with the opening remarks from Senator Carl Levin, the chairman. She checked her Blackberry.

The hearing began slowly. Four senators, less than half of the committee, were in their seats. Senator John McCain looked sour and thick. He faced down. Lloyd Blankfein wouldn’t appear for hours, but, thrillingly, the first group of Goldman witnesses included 31-year-old Fabrice Tourre, a vice president the S.E.C. charged with fraud this month, along with the firm. They allegedly allowed the billionaire John Paulson, who wanted to bet against the housing market, to pick bad mortgage securities that were then bundled up and sold to unwarned Goldman clients. Until now, no one had been quite sure what he looked like: In person, he was handsome, wearing a nicely cut suit with a smart tie.

Maureen Dowd, a few seats away from the hand sanitizer, chewed gum while reading along with the opening remarks from Senator Carl Levin, the chairman. She checked her BlackBerry, but her other cell phone rang: do-doo-do, do-doo-do. She took it out of her handbag and powered it off, but that made a little noise, too. She checked her BlackBerry again.

“At this time I would ask all of you to please stand and raise your right hand,” Senator Levin said. Mr. Tourre, known to all of the financial world now as “Fab,” is short. The sound of the photographers’ clicks was gargantuan. The Goldman Sachs opening statements were proud. “I would not have stayed if the people I worked with did not have high ethical standards,” former mortgage department head Dan Sparks said.

“Am I pronouncing your name correctly?” Senator Levin said to Mr. Tourre, saying “tour.”

“Uh,” he answered. “Yes, you are, Mr. Chairman.” The French-born banker sounded like Steve Martin playing a villain. His “suit” had two syllables. His “echo” was “eco.” He put his back into his opening statement, which wasn’t rude, but was italicized.

SENATOR LEVIN’S OPENING round of questions was more astounding. He started with a synthetic CDO deal called Anderson. “Instead of disclosing that you had half of the other side of the deal, half the short side, you did not tell them that,” he said. “Instead, you told your salesmen, ‘Keep! Pushing! The deal!’ Now answer my question. How do you get comfortable with these securities?”

“Clients who didn’t want to participate in that deal did not,” Mr. Sparks answered. He was calm and succinct. Anderson was downgraded from AAA to junk in seven months, the senator said, and he moved on to another soured mortgage deal. “Look at what your sales team was saying about Timberwolf,” he said, reading from an email from former Goldman executive Tom Montag. “‘Boy, that Timberwolf was one shitty deal.’”

“Some context might be helpful,” Mr. Sparks said. He offered that the vulgarity had referred to his own performance.

“Come on, Mr. Sparks! Should Goldman Sachs be trying to sell a shitty deal? Can you answer that one? Can you answer that one, yes or no?” He couldn’t.

Shitty, shitty, shitty, Mr. Levin continued.

TIME BEGAN TO MOVE slowly in the Dirksen building. Senator Collins pressed the four to say whether Wall Street had a duty to act in the best interest of its clients. The answers were long and curvy. “I’m starting to share the chairman’s frustration,” she said.

Circus Fabulous!