Some of you are reblogging because you think its funny that programmers would talk to ducks. I’m reblogging because I think its funny picturing a programmer explaining their code, realizing what they did when they explain the bad code, then grabbing the strangling the duck while yelling “WHY WAS THE FIX THAT SIMPLE!? AM I GOING BLIND!”
AS A PROGRAMMER I CAN TELL YOU THAT THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU FUCKING DO WE HAD TO BAN THE DUCKS FROM MY CLASSES BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD FLIP THE DUCK OR THROW IT AT A WALL OR SOMETHING WHEN THEY FIGURED OUT THE PROBLEM IN THEIR CODE
I have never seen it called “rubber duck debugging”, though. “Rubber ducking”, yes.
See also Helpy.
This is an extremely true and real thing.
I don’t use a duck, but my strategy is to explain the problem in great detail to a coworker in an email, figure out what the solution is 80% of the way through the email, then trash the whole thing and implement the fix.
I was able to fit the whole thing into one gif!
This was basically my life. That was what I always loved about it. Anything about abused kids I saw until Avatar was never like this, where they went on to shut their abuser out and take pride in learning to be a good person on their own. The only abused kids I ever saw in anything were little crying kids in the background in Lifetime movies or whatever, or their entire story was about abuse so it was too intense and depressing for me.
Zuko’s story was about dealing with abuse and finding his strength despite it, choosing to stop letting it shape his personality and his life. It was about choosing to be a good person and shutting out the toxicity, and then going on to have a story that was more than just about the abuse, that was all his own. He went on to do good and help stop a horrible war. He was damaged but wasn’t shown as “broken.” He was a survivor and despite all the hardship, he managed to grow and become strong, falling back on the family that did love him (Iroh) and his own strength.
I didn’t realize how important this story was to me at the time, but when I got to the point in my life where I was shutting my parents out and walking away, when I was getting my sister out, I realized I was living this.
I needed this story and it came right when I needed it most. I had no guideposts. I had nothing to base my fight for myself and my sister on other than TV and movies. I had no idea how to deal with it all or why, like Zuko, I was angry all the time. At my dad, at everything, at myself.
It helped me understand why and that’s why I wish this story was told more often - and as well - as this. Because that’s the thing about stories. Maybe they don’t override the life lessons that good parents teach and maybe good parenting is the best kind of guidance. But for the people that don’t have good teachers and have to find their own way, the more places they find guideposts, even in things as simple as a story, the better off they are.
Those people can fall through the cracks if they don’t have something to fill those cracks with and sometimes stories can do that for them. I might have fallen through myself if I hadn’t realized from stories like this that I had a right to be treated well and that I could be strong enough to confront the person who mistreated me and walk away.
For me, the image of someone standing front of his father and confronting his abuse in a throne-room was the image I called on when doing the same with my father in a courtroom. I didn’t get the restraining order made permanent because he hadn’t harassed me enough in person, but after that? I didn’t need it.
He knew he didn’t have a hold on me anymore and that he never would again.
I always liked that Zuko thinks his story arc is going to be about reclaiming his honor, but it’s actually about learning what honor is.
Vous vs. Tu, French “you”.
Chart from the LA Times.
Don’t feed Rengar after midnight.
I came out to attack people and I’m honestly having such a good time right now
99% of my HappinessCharge experience of late has just been seeing gifts of Megumi doing the weirdest shit to minions.