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Vibe Coding

It's still March and I have already heard a few podcasts about vibe coding (a phrase coined only last month). From what I could gather listening to folks who say they never coded a line in their lives and are now vibecoding away, it seems to be a way to coax the LLM to do a thing for you. The thing is something you as a regular person (non-coder) want typically as a productivity tool in your life and now suddenly you can make that thing. You ofcourse don't know or care about the thing does what the thing does but it approximately does what you need it to do. Sounds extremely empowering at first blush. It almost wants me to make a coder out of my mother who is yet to be able to send me a WhatsApp message because typing is quite taxing for her. 

She has learned to find and watch YouTube videos and movies on Amazon Prime but that took quite a bit of hand-holding, coordinating with the "tech-savvy" college-student neighbor on the phone to get her the help. But vibe coding may be something she can learn to do once she learns to chat with the bot - maybe this will be the thing that gets her inspired to type as hard and taxing as it is. The problem is the experience could be truly miserable if a person expects good and real outcomes and finds that they are chasing after a mirage. What is more, if they by some miracle manage to get the thing working there is no knowing when it will stop working and why. They have to vibe code all over again. 

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