Sigmund Freud‘s love-hate relationship with America began in his youth when, according to Psychology Today, he was so moved by the Declaration of Independence that he hung a copy of it over his bed. However, by his later years, he had started to buy into other prejudices that Europeans had about Americans, chiefly that Americans are backward and uneducated. However, in 1909 he actually got to visit the country, and though he loved much of what he saw, in the end, the scales were firmly on the side of him hating the place.

What was the problem? There were many, actually. According to Psychology Today, he didn’t care for Americans’ conspicuous consumption, he hated being referred to by his first name rather than “Dr. Freud,” and he wasn’t the biggest fan of democracy either.

But it was our food and women that ultimately did him in. According to Mental Floss, a bit of meat at a campfire caused him a lifetime of stomach issues (although those problems may have predated his American visit), and American women were so beautiful that he had erotic dreams about them and was unable to get a good night’s sleep. “America is a mistake; a gigantic mistake it is true, but nonetheless a mistake,” he concluded.