when he tried his little tricks on me and his leftist thing against my hunting and guns for example, how could i not get him? i gutted him with tender loving care and truth and logic. even at the end, he probably went uncle. i'm right and he was wrong. the story of my life. >> you have this completely i don't know irrefutable self-logic that everything you say is right. >> yeah, your point would be what? >> my point would be -- do you ever accept you might be wrong? >> mrs. nujant's here. was there a time -- let's put it this way. i'm 63. i've been clean and sober my whole life. i was raised in a hard-core disciplined environment. to be the best that i can be. and not guess at things but to study evidence. study conditions. be aware of my cause and effect. and make a decision not based on what felt good or what was comfortable for me but, rather,