Exactly. That's according to him.
Here's a fictional analogy, that may also develop
@Dotta and
@Chelly 's points ^^^:
--According to me, Mrs. Smith who lives on the corner is a witch.
--I lambaste Mrs. Smith to all the neighbors on the grounds she's a witch. I say she's been riding on a broomstick under a full moon. I saw her myself.
--The neighborhood develops a consensus that Mrs. Smith is a witch.
--I am so generally thrilled with my brilliance that I'm quite sure I've managed to convince
everyone that Mrs. Smith is a witch. It's all my doing! That without my say so, no one would have guessed.
--This turns out to be fantasy: all the other neighbors know she's a witch because she showed them her wicca membership card at the neighborhood BBQ. I wasn't even invited.
So, the juror can pat himself on the back all he wants; whatever he says, though, may very well not reflect reality in the jury room.