In the courtroom, the counsel asked me if I knew that any false testimony would provoke God’s great anger and I found myself saying that I was hopeful that was the case, of course, since so many had spoken falsely against me. I had spent so much time thinking what I would say, and there I went saying something provocative right off the top for no reason, like a child who doesn’t understand the intersection of tactics and truth. I could feel in the room that crackling before a storm in response to my words. That stoked my vanity.
