I Never Learn And I Will Fucking Do It Again

Oh. My. God. The DESCENT into tech purity madness has never been so PERFECTLY captured! 💅 First, you're just an innocent Windows user. Then SUDDENLY you're putting on foundation and diving into Ubuntu because "Windows is bloat" (how dare it have a GUI that works, right?!). But honey, that's just the GATEWAY drug! Before you know it, you're applying full clown makeup and screaming about how even UBUNTU is too mainstream as you frantically install Arch like it's some kind of personality trait! The FINAL transformation? Full rainbow wig, declaring that EVERYTHING is garbage except your precious Rust, which you'll use to rewrite the calculator app that worked perfectly fine before you spent 6 months "optimizing" it. 🤡 The tech elitism to clown pipeline is REAL, people!

Oh. My. GAWD. The absolute AUDACITY of Linux users pretending their OS is user-friendly! 💅 Doctor Strange here can see 14 MILLION futures but not ONE where someone actually compiles from source instead of using package managers like a normal human being. The cosmic irony! Linux evangelists will preach about "freedom" and "control" but then use apt-get install like the rest of us mortals. It's giving "I read the entire manual but still used the quick-start guide" energy. We're all just pretending to be hardcore while secretly thanking the package manager gods for saving us from dependency hell. PERIODT. ✨

Twelve years and counting, and Linux installations remain the tech equivalent of playing Russian roulette with your sanity. Nothing quite matches the spiritual journey of watching a terminal spew 47 cryptic error messages because you dared to install a PDF reader. The dream of a seamless Linux installation continues to be just that—a dream. Meanwhile, dependency hell has become our permanent address and "it works on my machine" remains the most devastating lie in computing.

You spent three weeks getting that Linux setup just right . Every config file tweaked to perfection, every package dependency resolved, the display manager finally working after that kernel update fiasco. It's a delicate ecosystem held together by bash scripts and pure willpower. Then your buddy walks in like "Hey, let me just install this one thing..." and you're immediately in full defensive mode. One wrong sudo apt install and you'll be spending your entire weekend reinstalling drivers and figuring out why X11 suddenly hates you. Touch my .bashrc ? That's a paddlin'. Mess with my carefully curated window manager config? Believe it or not, also a paddlin'. Linux users become surprisingly territorial once they've achieved that mythical "it just works" state. Because we all know it's only one chmod 777 away from chaos.

The eternal dance of resume inflation. On your CV, you're architecting "decentralized real-time data flow" systems like some blockchain-wielding wizard. In reality? You're just reading from stdout and piping it to stdin. That's literally Unix 101 from 1971, but slap some buzzwords on it and suddenly you're a distributed systems expert. Every developer knows the game: take your mundane daily tasks and translate them into enterprise-speak that makes HR's eyes light up. "Implemented cross-process communication protocols" sounds way better than "I used a pipe." The swole doge vs regular doge format captures this perfectly—we all present ourselves as architectural gods while internally knowing we're just plumbers connecting pipes. The job market runs on this mutual delusion, and honestly? If HR is gonna filter for keywords instead of skills, might as well give them what they want.

The vi/vim/neovim progression really is the Pokémon evolution of text editors—each one more powerful and unnecessarily complex than the last. You start with vi (barely functional, can't even exit), evolve to vim (now you can customize EVERYTHING), and finally reach neovim (Lua configs and a plugin ecosystem that rivals npm). But the real tragedy here? The yearning for ed/edd/eddy as text editors. For those who don't know, ed is the OG Unix line editor from 1969—so minimal it makes vi look like Microsoft Word. You literally edit files one line at a time with cryptic commands. It's what your grandfather used to write C code uphill both ways. The joke works on multiple levels: it's a Cartoon Network reference, a commentary on the Unix philosophy of evolution, and a sarcastic jab at people who gatekeep text editors. Because nothing says "I'm a real programmer" like pining for a 50-year-old editor that has less features than Notepad.