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PC gamers getting absolutely demolished from every possible angle. Bitcoin miners drove GPU prices to the moon, AI training suddenly needs every RTX card ever manufactured, and Micron casually dipped out of the consumer market. Meanwhile NVIDIA's just standing there watching the chaos unfold, probably calculating profit margins. And then there's "Poor Optimization" - the real villain nobody wants to talk about. Your dream PC getting absolutely kicked in the teeth because some AAA studio decided 8GB VRAM should be the minimum for their unoptimized mess. You can't even upgrade your way out of bad code. The GPU shortage era was wild. People were camping Newegg like it was a Supreme drop, paying scalper prices that would make a loan shark blush, all while game devs kept pushing "recommended specs" higher. Fun times.

The classic developer progression: from "I made a calculator app!" to "I built an entire operating system just to run Tetris." It's like showing up to a knife fight with a nuclear warhead. Sure, your calculator adds numbers, but this madlad wrote a custom OS for a game from the 80s. Peak developer overkill. The gap between your first "Hello World" and someone's weekend project that casually reinvents computing is why Stack Overflow exists—half to get help, half to feel inadequate about your coding skills.

Patrick claims "C/C++ is a deprecated language" while SpongeBob looks horrified holding an Unreal Engine shield. Then SpongeBob runs into a series of tech ecosystems—first encountering Unity, then Windows, followed by a keyboard graveyard of programming languages, and finally Adobe design tools. The journey ends with SpongeBob escaping to the safety of Linux, where he can breathe again. It's basically the digital equivalent of telling a chef "knives are obsolete" and watching them sprint through the culinary world trying to find someone who agrees. Spoiler: they end up at a Linux commune where everyone makes their own knives from scratch.

The AUDACITY of game development to trick us like this! First panel: pure innocence, naive optimism, and the sweet delusion that making games will be FUN. Second panel: still smiling, still hopeful, still COMPLETELY UNAWARE of the coding nightmare lurking ahead. Third panel: REALITY STRIKES with the force of a thousand merge conflicts! The soul-crushing despair when you realize your beautiful game idea has morphed into a bug-infested hellscape of spaghetti code and physics engines that defy actual physics! What started as "I'll make the next Minecraft" ends with you sobbing into your keyboard at 3 AM because your character keeps falling through the floor for NO LOGICAL REASON WHATSOEVER! Game development: where dreams go to die and coffee consumption reaches clinical concern levels.

The endless cycle of mod addiction strikes again! Your poor computer is basically begging for mercy like an overworked employee on their 12th straight hour. "Just one more mod" is the programmer equivalent of "just one more line of code before bed" – a dangerous lie we tell ourselves right before everything crashes spectacularly. Your PC's cooling fans are probably screaming louder than a junior dev who just pushed to production without testing.

That's just Journey's protagonist after the budget cuts hit. When your indie game funding runs out but you still need to ship something, you grab grandma's knitting project and call it "innovative character design." Half the Steam reviews will call it "a profound statement on isolation in the digital age" while the other half will complain that the hitbox is too big.