This is my debugger. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My debugger is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
My debugger, without me, is useless. Without my debugger, I am useless. I must fire my debugger true. I must shoot straighter than my defect who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I WILL…
My debugger and myself know that what counts in this war is not the defects we resolve, the noise of our bug bashes, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. WE WILL HIT…
My debugger is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its watches and its breakpoints. I will ever guard it against the ravages of patches and upgrades as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my debugger clean and ready. We will become part of each other. WE WILL…
Before God, I swear this creed. My debugger and myself are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. WE ARE THE SAVIORS OF MY LIFE.