I’ve been thinking recently about how to best understand why “vibe coding” isn’t programming. Then I realised that long ago, a man named Aesop wrote a fable that explains it perfectly. I’ve always said that “rushing takes longer,” and that’s exactly what vibe coding is.
Writing
Putting things down on paper. Or blogs. Or stuff.
Code is a Block of Marble
Whenever a programmer approaches a new project they are presented with only one thing. That thing lacks any substance, and can perform no action. Yet from nothing a programmer can create pretty much anything they can imagine.
No One Wrote this Article
When I was younger and learning about game design, one phrase got stuck in my head. “Under the sun there is no new thing.” Is that true? Is everything just a remix of old ideas? Is it actually possible to create something completely new?
A New Song About an Old Man
Sometimes I dabble in poetry, and I came up with an idea for this song a while ago. It’s still a work in progress, but I think it still works in its current form.
A Life Figuring Things Out
When I was 7 years old I sat in front of my first microcomputer, a Commodore 64. It had come with a detailed User Manual, which I had read from cover to cover. This would be the start of a journey that made me the man I am today.
Ye Olde Baldur’s Gate Manual
There’s an experience I used to have as a kid that you don’t get in the modern age. Video games would come in a box with a cartridge or a disc inside, alongside a game manual.
Korean Pride vs. Irish Pride
As far back as I can remember I’ve been an ally. I’ve been involved with Pride events in many countries, often through my involvement with Dragon Burn. A few years ago I attended Pride in Dublin, and was surprised to see how different it was to Pride in other countries.
Dear Diary: We Had a Good Day
I’ve kind of had this story knocking around in my head for a while. It’s a kind of child’s diary entry loosely based on personal experience. I want to make it into a comic, but at the moment I don’t think I’m skilled enough to draw it yet.
Our First Dog and Our First Cat
Perhaps one of the worst periods of my life was after I turned 17. I was in Cumbria, studying in sixth form. I was thinking about what to study at to university, about what I would do with my future.