 Of course there are exceptions. I would not endanger important sources of supply. I would not risk losing them, by alienating them, by being aggressive. And I would never direct aggression intentionally. I would of course direct aggression unintentionally, which happens to the Nazis all the time. But I would never be intentionally aggressive towards my source of secondary supply. That would be the idea. The source of secondary supply is the Nazi's intimate partner or spouse, or business partner, someone in his life, whose main role is to regulate the Nazi's sense of self-worth by regulating Nazi's stick supply. What do I mean by that? So there are periods of deficient supply, and then the source of secondary supply steps in and she says, do you remember how brilliant you were at the lecture three years ago? Do you remember how everyone looked at you, looked up at you? Do you remember how you were on television? So what she does, she releases stored supply. She's like a battery. She's exactly like an accumulator, a battery. So she releases stored supply from her memories to the stream of supply that the Nazi enjoys or consumes. So she regulates the supply. There are spikes in supply, spikes in values, obviously, and her job is to sort of smooth the stream, create a kind of streamlining of supply. So this is a source of secondary supply, and I would never risk that, because it's a very important regulator. So these people are exempt, as long as there are sources of supply, of course. Until they function, and they record the glorified moments. They're getting the supply. The secondary supply. So it is my job to focus on you, to see your reactions. When he will need Nazi's stick supply, then I will fit him in. Do you remember this, sorry, the Norwegian guy in the public? Just an example. So, but the minute they cease to be, or the minute I cease to perceive them as sources of supply, then they're a fair game. They're fair game, and actually they're easy targets, because throughout my interaction with them as sources of supply, I keep scanning them all the time, and I keep accumulating information. Hence, the acridity and perniciousness of the Nazi's devaluation of his nearest and dearest and closest, because there is information asymmetry. Nazi's knows much more about his powers, for example, than about the total stranger. So normally, when he would devalue his powers, the devaluation would be a lot more nefarious, a lot more destructive than with the total stranger, because of this accumulated information. Nazi's, all the time, accumulate information. They scan all the time. They store. They are very computerized. They're very computer-like. A long time ago, I suggested, I mean, I compared Nazi's to forms of artificial intelligence. I, for example, don't have emotions. Instead of emotions, I have something which I call emotional resonance tables. These are gigantic databases, but I mean gigantic. Millions of items, databases, where I store how people react in various situations under various circumstances when certain words are spoken, when certain words are not spoken. Reaction to silences, pregnant silences, and so on and so forth. And I store this in enormous rows and columns, kind of the cosmic excel, you know. And it's a huge table. And then I go to a funeral, for example. And so I tap, tap into the database, and I use the search box, funeral, and I have all the instances of how people reacted in funerals. And I say, well, most of them cried, most of them feigned, I mean, most of them had this facial expression, this body language, and said these words. And then I would mimic that. I would simply mimic that. And most Nazis are very good actors, and Thespian skills are very well developed, so I mimic that very well. And I can pass. I usually pass. And people often ask me, how can you be a narcissist? It's impossible. You're helping people. You're so sensitive. You write poetry. The way I write poetry, which is very resonant poetry, I won many poetry prizes, including in the United States and so on. But my poetry is utterly computerized, utterly. I simply know that certain words when put together resonate in a highly specific way and generate a highly specific emotional response. And because my database is superior, well, until recently, at least, until artificial intelligence took over, but my database used to be superior, so I was able to produce very convincing poems. And that's known as the Turing Test. I passed the Turing Test. I'm actually a computer, but I convince even you, most of you, I think, that I'm a human being, conveying my experiences and so on. But in all critical respects, I'm a computer, not a human being. I'm an organic computer, but I am a computer. I lack empathy. I lack emotions. I mean, what else? What else makes a human? I'm not human in any sense of the word.