A brilliant anecdote, yet I am curious how you can still believe in the dreaded "lisp curse," after experiencing so much success with it.
Is it an attribute of Lisp that there exists a mythical lone-wolf that seeks to produce software so pure and elegant that no mere mortal can possibly understand it? Is it an attribute of Lisp that this lone-wolf, like a by-gone action hero, prefers to work alone?
Lisp, like any sufficiently useful language, simply gives you enough rope. It's good, sturdy, and well-tested rope. You could probably climb a mountain with it. Or hang yourself. Your pick. The rope has very little to do with it.
Is it an attribute of Lisp that there exists a mythical lone-wolf that seeks to produce software so pure and elegant that no mere mortal can possibly understand it? Is it an attribute of Lisp that this lone-wolf, like a by-gone action hero, prefers to work alone?
Lisp, like any sufficiently useful language, simply gives you enough rope. It's good, sturdy, and well-tested rope. You could probably climb a mountain with it. Or hang yourself. Your pick. The rope has very little to do with it.