The Inquisition, Take Four
The door bursts open. Three figures in red robes sweep in — Cardinals Naggum, Klabnik, and Friedman, now wearing lab coats over their vestments and carrying clipboards.
“NOBODY,” announces Cardinal Naggum, “expects the test suite!”
He brandishes a clipboard. “Our chief assertions are is-equal, ok, and is-thrown—”
Cardinal Friedman coughs. “And matches.”
“Our FOUR assertions are is-equal, ok, is-thrown, and matches… and is-strict-equal.” He frowns. “And includes. And has. And obj-matches—”
He sets down the clipboard. “I’ll come in again.”
The door closes. The door reopens.
“NOBODY expects the test suite! Amongst our assertions are such diverse forms as is-equal, ok, is-thrown, and an almost fanatical devotion to test-compiles.”
Cardinal Klabnik peers at the compiled output. “This is just Deno.test().”
“Of course it is. We’re a thin skin, not a thick one.”