Slapping On A .Expect Is Also Error Handling!

Ah, the classic "C/C++ is dead" narrative that's been circulating since approximately the Jurassic period. This meme perfectly captures the eternal resilience of C/C++ despite countless obituaries written by trendy language evangelists. Every few years, some shiny new language comes along promising to be the "C++ killer" - yet there's C/C++, smugly posing next to its own grave, refusing to die. Meanwhile, critical infrastructure, operating systems, game engines, and performance-critical applications are still running on these supposedly "ancient" languages. The smirk says it all: "Nice try, Rust/Go/whatever... I've been declared dead more times than a soap opera villain, and I'm still powering the world while you're trying to figure out your package manager."

Ah, the dependency economy strikes again! Nothing says "Make JavaScript Great Again" like slapping tariffs on all your package managers. 67% on NPM? That's how you end up with node_modules the size of Wyoming but still missing that one critical dependency. And Cargo at 90%? Rust developers about to start smuggling crates across the border. Meanwhile, Homebrew at just 14% is clearly the "very fine package manager on both sides." The only thing growing faster than these tariffs is your package-lock.json file.

The top frame shows mainstream programmers (C++, C#, Java, JavaScript, and Python users) luxuriously lounging on piles of money, blissfully unbothered by memory management concerns. Meanwhile, the bottom frame depicts a Rust developer passionately talking to a brick wall about memory allocation specifics that nobody else cares about. "Yes, I could finish this project in a weekend with Python, but have you considered the memory safety guarantees ?!" Rust programmers: simultaneously the CrossFit vegans of the programming world—can't go five minutes without explaining why their borrow checker is superior to your garbage collector. The rest of us just want to ship code and go home.

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.

BEHOLD! The sacred ritual of the unemployed coder! There they stand, fist raised dramatically to the heavens, as if writing "Hello World" in yet another language will somehow transform them from jobless keyboard warrior to tech billionaire overnight! The AUDACITY! The DRAMA! The sheer DELUSION that learning your 27th programming language will finally be the one that makes recruiters slide into your DMs! Meanwhile, their LinkedIn profile weeps silently in the corner as they ignore actual marketable skills to master printing text to a console in Rust. Revolutionary stuff, truly.

Ah, the circle of programming life! C gives you the keys to memory kingdom but expects you to be an adult about it. JavaScript is that friend who keeps borrowing money but swears they'll pay you back (narrator: they won't). Java brings JavaScript's problems to your smartwatch, toaster, and 2.99 billion other devices. Meanwhile, Go is the neat freak roommate who follows you around with a dustpan, and Haskell won't even touch memory until you explicitly acknowledge its existence. And then there's Rust, where your strings mysteriously disappear because some function decided "ownership" means "yoink, mine now!" The only thing leaking more than these languages is my will to continue debugging them.