 The thing is, Julie, I keep wondering, and I have this thought in a lot of different stories and in a lot of different contexts. Where are the grown-ups? There aren't any grown-ups left. Where are they? Are there any? There aren't. All you have to do is watch these disgusting pride displays that are happening. I mean, June's over. It's a little late to be talking about it. But we had parade after parade.