Take The Bait

The dating market is just like programming language preferences - chaotic and full of strong opinions. Regular folks are all over the map with their choices, but then there's Rust developers who've formed their own cult-like dating pool. They're so convinced of their memory-safe superiority that they only date each other, creating this weird parallel universe where "borrowing" has romantic implications. Meanwhile, the Java dev with the question mark is just standing there wondering why nobody swiped right on their enterprise-grade personality. Trust me, after 15 years in tech, I've seen these Rust evangelists corner people at meetups just to talk about ownership models... in both code AND relationships.

The eternal battle between programming languages in one perfect sumo match! The massive C and C++ community stands like an immovable mountain of legacy code and performance, while tiny Rust enthusiasts desperately try to push them over with their memory safety arguments. It's like watching your little cousin try to convince your stubborn uncle that his 40-year-old way of doing things might have some flaws. "But... but... we prevent segmentation faults at compile time!" Yeah, good luck with that, kiddo. The C/C++ devs just pat them on the head while continuing to manually manage memory like it's 1972.

The Rust compiler is basically that one friend who won't let you leave the house until you've triple-checked that you turned off the stove, locked all 17 doors, and signed a legally binding document promising not to do anything stupid! 💀 Your sanity? GONE. Evaporated into thin air while you fight with the borrow checker for the 47th time today. But hey, at least your code won't have memory leaks or segfaults! That's right, sweetie - the compiler basically forces you to write perfect code or it will absolutely refuse to compile. The DRAMA of it all! Worth it? Maybe. But not before you've questioned every life choice that led you to programming in the first place.

The GitHub mascot (Octocat) has gone full UwU mode with a trans flag, demanding age verification before you can view Rust code! The button choices are pure gold: "I'm 18+ (show me the trans code)" or "I'm under 18 (take me to Python)" - implying Rust is somehow the "adult" language while Python is for kids. The repository name "fursona-machine-rs" with "tail-call-optimization" is the chef's kiss of programming innuendo. Systems programming apparently requires parental guidance now!

OMG THE AUDACITY! 😱 Our entire digital infrastructure—this massive, complex, towering monstrosity that powers literally EVERYTHING in our lives—and then there's Rust... just a tiny little sliver on the side! The programming language that memory-safety evangelists WON'T SHUT UP ABOUT is barely even visible in the grand scheme! It's like showing up to a skyscraper construction site with a single toothpick and declaring "I'M HERE TO SAVE THE DAY!" Yet Rust fans will still insist it's the future of everything while the rest of us keep the digital world running with our duct-taped legacy code. The delusion is just *chef's kiss*.

The ultimate renewable resource isn't solar or wind—it's the endless energy of C++ developers triggering Rust evangelists. Just say "I really like C++" through a solar-powered loudspeaker, and watch an army of Rust zealots charge uphill to lecture you about memory safety. They'll inevitably fall through your trapdoor, spin your turbine on their way down, and get neatly deposited at the bottom—ready to climb again when you repeat your "controversial" statement. Forget nuclear fusion; we've harnessed something far more reliable: programmer tribalism.