 and jealousy, there's so many kinds, and you can kind of see, you just kind of can categorize, you can see anger, you can see joy. So my dad would read people, and I used to think it was so crazy, but it's not, it's actually getting simpler and simpler to me. So when I see some of these lunatic French people that take such pride in when they see one little thing about humanity, it's like, really?