You can't fake character.

I've been deep in true crime podcasts, watching people maintain their innocence from prison. After scamming thousands. After killing tigers. After being so toxic that everyone said: "This guy was a ticking time bomb."

The blame game is hilariously consistent.

Then you see the footage. The depositions. The pattern.

And here's the quiet justice:

No lawyer can rewrite what twenty people experienced.

If you lie, people know.

If you're cruel, people know.

Every dismissive comment, every tantrum, every manipulation—it goes in the jar.

You can dodge questions. Perform confusion. Hire three Italian lawyers.

But energy doesn't lie.

Character doesn't lie.

Results don't lie.

The pattern always emerges.

Truth has a longer memory than your story about it.