I don't. Enlighten me.

Oh wait, let's see: A flood of invective intermixed with some profoundly sill thoughts and a smattering of rather good ideas, some of which get spotted and worked on and improved, and, in the long term, improve the lot of all.

Treating bugs like a holy grail (*) is not, in my opinion, a great way to achieve what might help, which is more committed triagers. Or don't you want that? Weeding out the inanities is probably a job even the numpties amongst us could do(?)

I've never been in a job of work or play where humour didn't play a part, not even in the military. There are times when it's inappropriate, absolutely. This isn't one of them.

Even Grace had the grace to find humour in debugging...

(*) I now can't get out of my head the visions of King Arthur and his silly English Ker-nigghts womping around the countryside in search for same. Oh well, another normal day on the job then.