Useless Blog #3: Heretic
The greatest holy war our world has ever witnessed was fought between the Church of Emacs and the Cult of Vim. For over thirty years, the two sides have been waging this war on all fronts: forums, chat rooms, even face-to-face. Many have been sacrificed and many have been martyred fighting for the editor they believed should reign supreme. But it is not all tales of glory on the battlefield, despite what historians on both sides would have you believe.
It has been a terrible war. A war of attrition. Soldiers on both sides tiring out, jaded, wondering if it is even worth it. If it was ever worth it. Many have lost faith in their own cause in this tedious fight. Some chose to betray their comrades and their cause and join the other side because their editor could not provide what they wanted. Some simply gave up and left the war altogether and walked into the open arms of the other editors who chose to not participate in this endless war.
And me? I’m just an old man who saw the light. Although if you asked the Church or the Cult, they would tell you that my existence is a violation of both their beliefs. That I am a heretic who should be burned at the stake for accepting what they see as an ugly chimeric monster as my god. But I’m okay with that. I am a heretic. My editor is a monstrosity, an offence to the sensibilities of the pure tool believers. I used to fight for the Cult, preached their gospels, even converted a few to the faith. But now?
I use Emacs with Vim keybindings.