Vim Has Been Banned Recently

The bell curve of IDE preferences shows the full spectrum of developer evolution. On the left, junior devs with barely enough experience to compile "Hello World" happily use free text editors. In the middle, the financially masochistic mid-level devs shell out hundreds for JetBrains subscriptions and swear their productivity justifies it. Meanwhile, on the right, battle-hardened senior devs who've seen IDEs come and go have circled back to Vim or some obscure terminal-based editor they've used since the Clinton administration. The truly enlightened know that paying for an IDE is just Stockholm syndrome with syntax highlighting.

The Vim escape ritual—where senior devs casually drop the ":q!" bomb like it's nothing while junior devs watch in horror. That command is basically the developer equivalent of walking away from an explosion without looking back. No saving, no mercy, just pure chaotic energy. The juniors sit there wondering if this person has no fear of losing work or if they've ascended to some higher plane of existence where code is temporary but swagger is forever.

The evolution of developers has taken a tragic turn! Back in the glory days, programmers were depicted as muscular chads who wrote code without AI assistance or Stack Overflow, built entire games in Assembly language (absolute madlads), crafted mission-critical code for Moon landings, and fixed memory leaks by manually tweaking pointers. Fast forward to today, and we've devolved into bizarre creatures who can't center a div without Googling it for the 500th time, beg ChatGPT to fix basic syntax errors, get trapped in Vim like it's some kind of developer prison (":q! anyone?"), and somehow manage to create three new bugs while fixing just one. The brutal reality check hits hard. We went from programming gods to dependency-addicted gremlins who can't function without our precious tools. Progress?

The classic "networking" experience on Tech Twitter. Guy just wants to connect with fellow developers and instead gets the digital equivalent of someone clinging to his leg begging for mentorship. The rapid escalation from "Hii sir" to "Please guide me, sir" in under 4 minutes is a masterclass in professional desperation. Nothing says "hire me" quite like prayer hands at 6:10 AM after being completely ignored.

Ah, the evolution of our noble profession! Remember when developers were depicted as muscular gods who could write flawless code without Stack Overflow, build entire games in Assembly, send rockets to the moon, and fix memory leaks by manually adjusting pointers? Fast forward to today's reality: frantically Googling basic CSS centering (still an unsolved mystery of computer science), begging ChatGPT to fix our syntax errors, getting trapped in Vim like it's some kind of developer hazing ritual, and the classic "fix one bug, spawn three more" hydra effect. The greatest irony? Those "superhuman" developers from the past would probably spend three hours debugging their Assembly code only to realize they forgot a semicolon. We've just outsourced our impostor syndrome to AI assistants.

The Vim initiation ritual – desperately smashing Esc, random key combos, and eventually grabbing your mouse in frustration because you have no idea how to exit . The true programmer's hazing ceremony. Eight years as a developer and I still sometimes open Vim by accident and feel that same panic. The only difference now is I know to yell ":q!" while crying slightly less.