You're all a bunch of anti- (alphabet soup) rebels. You're supposed to be enslaved to the master of the "Patches". You can only be safe if you're surrounded by more and more patches. The patch printers have told me so.
My early dives were about 2 years before certification. . . you learned to dive by going out with the divers in your club. My first instructor just waded into the end of a small cove. And, I could do anything I wanted in the whole cove. . . Shallow water, sand bottom, it didn't take long to learn to work with the equipment in such a boring spot. More dives, better dive locations, there was simplicity to build skills, but excitement as I explored more and more.
We rebels from the (alphabet police) each broken away from long lines of the enslaved, and we want all the rest of the bubble blowers to join in the revolution. All the usual suspects have jumped into the fray, and if we all stick together we can break the back of the card after card police enslaving divers.