Vibe coding for the future of humanity.
Artificial Intelligence is coming for me. Apparently, as a developer, I’ll be among the first group of people to be replaced by AI. Project managers don’t need coders anymore, they can vibe code whatever they need themselves.
I’ve checked out a few of the AI assisted vibe coding tools and they are indeed scarily impressive. Thousands of lines of code, stuff that I’ve spent decades learning, can now be generated from just a few prompts in regular language.
Everyone wants a website, obviously, but not everyone has the necessary expertise, having better things to do with their time than watch coding tutorials, scour pages of documentation or stare at debugging consoles and server logs, so they turn to people like me. Now they don’t have to. Reports of my imminent irrelevance seemed to be true so I decided to have surreptitious chat with a non-coder.
“Hey man, cool t-shirt.”
“Oh, thanks. I got it at...”
“Cool. So, you probably won’t need me for the next project.”
“Why’s that?”
“You can just use AI to write all the code you need.”
“Why would I do that? It’s an extra task and I don't think I'd like doing it.”
“Really? Don’t you wish you could develop your own apps or websites?”
“No. Why would I want a website? I don’t own a business and I’m not one of those people who feels they need to tell the world what they think.”
This last comment gave me pause for thought. Not because I'd found a non-coder who had no interest in becoming a vibe-coder at the very start of my investigation, but it struck me that I am one of those people who feels they need to tell the world what they think. Sadly, the world doesn’t really want to know. The stupid world is largely unaware of the rich resource* that is my mind being made available to it for free.
For now at least.
I’ve decided to resurrect this blog in 2026 after a year when I couldn’t really be arsed with it. My 15 year old niece all but destroyed the enthusiasm I had for my passion project when she rolled her eyes and informed me no one reads blogs anymore. Until I decided to listen to Nick Drake and not her.
I was listening to Five Leaves Left the other day, an album that was pretty much ignored until 50 years after his death. My duty to the future of humanity suddenly became clear. I now know with profound certainty, I can’t explain how, I just know, deep down in places I desperately want to talk about at parties that after I’ve gone, the Rabbit Hole will become a revered cultural touchpoint.
* Rich resource might be pushing it a bit. More like: vast** untapped well of chaotic, imaginative** senselessness that just needs a guiding hand to focus it into something remarkable**. The position is open.
** Might be pushing it a bit.