Damn. This nails it. Ever since my first exposure to computing and “programming”, I always deeply felt it was a great equalizer and meritocracy filter. A field

Damn. This nails it. Ever since my first exposure to computing and “programming”, I always deeply felt it was a great equalizer and meritocracy filter. A field where instead of your skin, the only color that mattered was of the grey in your brain. Where gender was as meaningless as asking androids their sex. Where your “accent” didn’t matter, because code does not have any. Where what you smell of didn’t matter because all anyone smelt was factory-fresh PCBs, come to life with electrons. Where money was a result of smarts, hard work and imagination. It was, and will likely always be my utopia. It may or not exist in the world out there. Maybe it never did. But, it is real to me, somewhere within me and will always be, in some way small or large. DudeBros, CodeJocks and SoftDogs be damned along with PussyPasses and the GoldDiggers.