Long time ago, I took a summer course called “morality and ethics” at a nearby university.

The professor was a visiting one from England picking up a temporary paycheck. He was a hoot.

Several times the class dissolved into shouting matches and near fights. People would run out of the classroom, slam the door, and sometimes there was crying. There was no nudity. lol

One of the best courses I ever had. I told the professor that. It energized my day every time.