I Don't Want To Learn Rust

In Rust, you have to explicitly mark code as unsafe when you're about to do something that might summon demons from the ninth circle of memory hell. Meanwhile in C++, the entire language is basically one giant unsafe block where dangling pointers and buffer overflows are just part of the authentic experience. It's like driving a car with no seatbelts, airbags, or brakes—but hey, at least it's fast! The irony is that in C++, the unsafe part is invisible—it's just assumed you enjoy living dangerously. Rust at least has the courtesy to make you type out "I know what I'm doing" before it lets you shoot yourself in the foot.

The entire internet is basically a Jenga tower of dependencies, and that tiny block labeled "Rust" is holding up way more than it should. Remember when we found out a critical piece of OpenSSL was maintained by one sleep-deprived guy? Same energy. The modern tech stack is just a bunch of precarious blocks stacked by people who left the company three years ago, and nobody wants to touch it because "it works." Until it doesn't.

The entire tech industry building massive, complex systems while Rust sits in the corner like that one tiny critical bolt holding everything together. Sure, let's keep piling more JavaScript frameworks on top while pretending our foundation isn't held together by some memory-safe code written by people who actually care about not segfaulting in production. That single Rust component is probably preventing half the internet from imploding on Tuesday afternoons.

Why fix what's broken when you can just throw it away and build it again from scratch in Rust? Developers turning their noses up at the sensible option of refactoring existing code because the siren call of rewriting everything in a shiny new language is just too tempting. Sure, it'll take 6 months longer, introduce 47 new bugs, and the business stakeholders will be pulling their hair out, but hey—at least you'll get to tell everyone at meetups that you're "memory safe" now.

The endless cycle of programmer self-loathing continues! At 15, you're a Java hotshot thinking you're God's gift to computing. By 20, you've "evolved" to Python while cringing at your Java days. Then at 30, you're wielding C++ and Rust, looking back at your Python self with pure embarrassment. And the cycle continues... Future you is already facepalming at current you's tech choices. It's like each programming language is just another awkward yearbook photo waiting to happen.

The C++ programmer's 3 AM nightmare in full display. First the Rust evangelists tell you your beloved language is "unsafe" and you need to switch. Then they warn that all your code will be rewritten in Rust anyway, so prepare for unemployment. Finally, the dream escalates to its horrifying conclusion: "QUIT HAVING FUN" – because how dare you enjoy your pointer arithmetic and manual memory management? It's the programming equivalent of vegans telling meat-eaters they'll die of heart disease while you're just trying to enjoy your steak. Meanwhile, the C++ dev lies awake, haunted by the thought that maybe – just maybe – they should learn Rust before their GitHub contributions become vintage artifacts in the Computer History Museum.