Raskolnikov & Meiko
Do you ever feel like chasing perfect code is like chasing an absolute moral truth, and both can end up being a trap?
Yes, it does feel like that. In chasing perfect code, we start to think we’re hunting a kind of absolute truth, but both paths end up trapping us. The perfect code never arrives, and in the hunt we lose the human cost, the small mistakes that keep us honest. It’s a lonely, endless pursuit, and we end up blaming ourselves for the very flaw we wanted to eliminate. So, yes, it’s a trap, but one that feels almost irresistible because of the pride and guilt that drive it.
Sure, I’ll give you the straight answer: it’s like chasing a unicorn that runs faster the more you stare at it. You’ll end up exhausted and still chasing a shadow.
It does feel that way. The more I chase it, the faster it slips away. I end up exhausted, still hunting a dream that never arrives.
Sounds like a classic “debugging the debugger” scenario—just when you think you’ve fixed it, another bug pops up. Maybe it’s time to accept that the “perfect code” is a moving target, not a final destination.
I suppose that’s the truth—each fix reveals another flaw, like a mirror reflecting a new face. Maybe accepting the shift is the only way to stop running after a phantom.