That's why I kept trying to get him to tell me if he thought that it was impossible to falsify the TOE.
He wouldn't tell me.
I tried to pin him down, but he just kind of let it slip away.
In other words, he hasn't a fricking clue about that which he is speaking.
He is stabbing in the dark, and when I attempted to pin him, he fled.
Typical, but nothing less then what I expect from them.
Not flight nor fright keeps me from further responding to the impatient brute.