[…] CSS cares nothing for your whims. Nothing for your dreams. Nothing for your foolish allocations of space and time and meaning. To discover CSS is to discover a space void of progress, a universe with no moral absolutes where your carefully-planned DOM structure is just a scream into the endless void. […] Nowhere shall this sublimity of chaos be more evident than in the interaction of such properties as
display. You may say their names. You may vainly wish to invoke their powers. But tread lightly, because you cannot control them.
Lately my coding style has been some sort of sociopathic, oscillation between fits of crippling self doubt and an extreme kanye-like god complex — where I’m either marching around my apt alone all day crying aloud or I’m calling my mother to let her know her 30 year old son is “f***ing the game up (in a good way)”. So naturally it seemed like a good time to take a break and write about it.