tragedy/occasion to lie about oneself as a hero in it. We all do it to the tune of thousands of times a year or just dozens of times each breathing day.
Your comrade is the buffoon we all said he was back in 2015. You and your fellow bots, sadly, are lost in the con-man's game for whatever reason. It's something you cannot defend but it's nice you try to retro fit all of his lies and affix them to some sad tale that makes you feel you've made good choices.