Little Fortran walks into the living room.
“Mom, dad. I have something important I need to tell you, but I’m scared you’ll be mad at me”
“We’ll still love you no matter what honey.”
“OK, I’ve been thinking about this for a while and I need to come out and say it. Mom and dad, I’m a frontend developer”
“WHAT we will not tolerate that sort of degeneracy in this house young man! Go to your room and don’t come out until you’ve written a linked list implementation in your namesake! And no more talk of this front end stuff”
You kinda have to when half of your “team” is barely even able to write code.