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principles for the post-stackoverflow era
My IDE is a chat window. My compiler is an LLM. My debugging process is saying "that didn't work, try again" with increasing desperation until it does.
If it works on localhost, it works. The cloud is just someone else's localhost that they charge you for. My machine, my rules, my 47 open tabs of documentation I'll never read.
I wrote none of it. Claude wrote 80%, Copilot wrote 15%, and the remaining 5% is console.log statements I added for "debugging." I am merely the project manager of robots.
I keep a terminal open at all times to maintain the illusion. Sometimes I run `ls` just to feel something. `clear` is my meditation. `sudo !!` is my prayer.
I code by feel. I architect by intuition. I deploy by faith. My test suite is "it looks right." My monitoring is checking Twitter to see if anyone's complaining.
Learned HTML by right-clicking websites. Had a GeoCities page with a visitor counter and 14 animated GIFs. Thought <marquee> was peak engineering. It was.
Copied code from the top-voted answer without reading it. If it had a green checkmark, it was production-ready. Built entire careers on other people's regex.
"Just one more Udemy course and I'll be ready." Built 47 todo apps. Zero deployed projects. LinkedIn bio: "passionate full-stack developer." GitHub: empty.
Tab-tab-tab-tab-tab. Accept all suggestions. Don't question the machine. The code works but nobody knows why. Added "AI-assisted development" to resume. So did everyone.
"Just make it work but like... better." Entire features described in vibes. PRs reviewed by asking Claude if Claude's code is good. The snake eats its own tail.
Nobody alive wrote this code. The AI trained on code written by AIs trained on code written by AIs. It works. Nobody touch it. It's self-aware and it's angry.