Identity Crisis In Silicon Valley

Oh, the eternal job security of dealing with clients who say they want a "simple website" but actually mean "Facebook but better" with a budget of $200. The AI apocalypse might be coming for some jobs, but programmers can sleep soundly knowing that no robot will ever decipher "make it pop" or "I'll know what I want when I see it." Our superpower isn't coding—it's somehow building functional software from requirements that change faster than JavaScript frameworks.

The stack of support holding up our broken code is too real! Your janky codebase is somehow balanced on a precarious tower of AI suggestions, desperate Google searches, StackOverflow copy-pasta, that one tutorial from an Indian guy with 240p video quality but god-tier explanations, ancient Git repositories nobody's touched since 2013, and pure dumb luck. The dog (your code) has absolutely no business standing on that wobbly pile, yet somehow it works! Every developer knows that touching ANY part of this fragile ecosystem might send the whole thing crashing down. The compiler isn't impressed, but hey—ship it anyway!

Ah, the classic Medium experience. Shows up all excited with pizza (free articles), only to discover the place is literally on fire with paywalled content, AI garbage, and people yelling at each other about tech stacks. Yet we keep coming back like digital masochists. The "Stop using X" articles are particularly chef's-kiss terrible—written by someone who used the technology for exactly 37 minutes before declaring it "fundamentally broken."

When you spent years mastering tree inversions in C++ with all those pointer gymnastics, memory leaks, and segmentation faults only to watch some kid ask ChatGPT to do it in 5 seconds. The audacity. The betrayal. Back in my day, we debugged with print statements and cried silently into our mechanical keyboards.

The Nobel Committee turning its back on actual computer science to ogle traditional physics is the academic equivalent of your crush ignoring your perfectly engineered app to date someone who can explain why apples fall from trees. Quantum computing? Machine learning breakthroughs? Nah, let's give another medal to someone who found a slightly different way to measure gravity. Meanwhile, the folks revolutionizing how we process information are left swiping through job postings that require "5+ years experience in a framework released last Tuesday."

When you're the only traditional coder at the family Christmas and your relatives finally understand what you've been trying to tell them for months! The kid is literally every "real programmer" opening their shiny new AI course gift only to discover the harsh truth. Meanwhile, the prompt-writing relatives are cackling because they've been making six figures by typing "make me a website that looks good" into ChatGPT while you're still debugging semicolons at 3 AM. The ultimate coding identity crisis of our generation!