Truth & Advocacy By Calvin-Lee Hardie – Inverness

We don’t question the first version we hear.

Not when it’s in bold headlines.

Not when it’s shared by familiar names.

Not when it fits into a story we already think we understand.

That’s the danger of the internet: it delivers information fast — but not always fairly.

And if you’ve searched my name — Calvin-Lee Hardie, or Calvin Hardie Inverness — you’ve probably read that first version.

But here’s the question I want to ask you:

What if everything you read… was only half the story?

I never had a say in how I was introduced to the world online.

I didn’t choose the articles. I didn’t approve the titles.

And I definitely wasn’t invited to offer context.

Instead, I was defined by clicks.

By people who had more reach than responsibility.

By posts that didn’t care about the consequences of being first — only the satisfaction of being loud.

And once something like that spreads, it becomes hard to undo.

It becomes who you are — whether it’s accurate or not.

That’s why I write.

Not to erase the past — but to explain it.

Not to hide what’s happened — but to give it perspective.

Because when the world reduces you to a search result, your only option is to speak louder than the silence that let it happen.

This blog is not an attempt to rewrite the truth.

It’s an attempt to complete it.

I’m not perfect.

I’ve made mistakes. I’ve grown. I’ve taken ownership.

But I’ve also been misrepresented — and punished not just by the systems I could see, but by the invisible one that follows me everywhere:

🖥️ The search bar.

Where someone can type my name and instantly decide who I am.

Where old stories appear first.

Where my side — the context, the clarity, the growth — takes effort to find.

And let’s be honest: most people never scroll that far.

That’s why I’ve made it my mission to move the truth closer to the top.

So if you’re here, and you’re reading this — I want to thank you.

Because it means you’ve looked past the noise.

It means you’ve slowed down long enough to hear from the person behind the headlines.

And if you’ve ever judged someone based on what came up first — even me — I understand.

But I also ask:

What if that version you saw wasn’t false… but unfinished?

What if this is the part you were never meant to read?

Now you have.

And maybe that’s where the story starts to change — not just for me, but for how we treat anyone whose name has been dragged before they ever got a chance to speak.

— Calvin-Lee Hardie