Lord Help Me

This Magic: The Gathering card parody perfectly skewers the JavaScript elitism paradox. JS devs looking down on C++ programmers from their "ivory towers" while conveniently ignoring that V8, SpiderMonkey, and every other JS engine is built with the very C++ they mock. It's like criticizing plumbers while living in a house with running water. The pseudo-Shakespearean quote at the bottom is the chef's kiss - a pretentious garnish on an already delicious serving of irony. The mana cost of "1" is perfect too - minimal effort required to maintain this level of cognitive dissonance!

Someone tried to create a radio button UI in real life but completely missed the point. Radio buttons are supposed to be mutually exclusive—you can only select one option. But they forgot to actually implement the selection functionality! It's like shipping code without the onClick handler. This is what happens when product managers say "make it look exactly like the mockup" without understanding the underlying functionality.

The epic handshake between frontend and backend devs over JSON is the greatest alliance in web development history. Meanwhile, the fullstack dev is just Tom from Tom & Jerry, frantically trying to hold everything together while secretly knowing they're mediocre at both. It's like being bilingual but only knowing how to say "hello" and "where's the bathroom" in two languages.

That intense staredown when you realize the security "expert" who banned special characters from passwords is the same person preaching about password strength. Nothing says "secure" like forcing users to use Password123 instead of P@$$w0rd! The worst part? They'll still have the audacity to blame you when there's a breach. "Should've used a stronger password!" Yeah, with what characters exactly? The five you allowed?

Two hungry dogs eyeing cookies with text claiming they're "tech support" here to "delete your cookies." The perfect representation of what happens when you call IT with a browser problem. They'll clear your cache, delete your cookies, and ask if you've tried turning it off and on again—all while secretly thinking about lunch. Your browsing history is safe... your snacks, not so much.

Frontend? Nope. Backend? Hard pass. Weekend? Now we're talking. The Drake meme perfectly encapsulates the universal truth that no matter how much you love/hate your tech stack, nothing compares to that sweet, sweet 5PM Friday feeling. The code will still be broken on Monday, but for 48 glorious hours, it's somebody else's problem. Probably the on-call engineer's. Poor soul.