Oh, you think the Javascript is your ally, but you merely adopted the Javascript. I was born in it, molded by it. I didn’t see strong typing until I was already a man; by then, it was nothing to me but crufty! The closures betray you, because they belong to me. I will show you where I have made my home, whilst preparing to bring justice. Then, I will break you. Your precious armoury, gratefully accepted. We will need it. Ah yes, I was wondering what would break first. Your spirit, or your body. You don't fear death, you welcome it. Your punishment must be more severe. But not of your body, of your soul.