Meanwhile, Rust punches you in the face for the mere suggestion. Again. And again.

Python happily nods, runs it one page at a time, very slowly, randomly handing things off to a C person standing to the side, then returns a long poem. You wanted a number.

Assembly does no checking, and reality around you tears from an access violation.

EDIT: Oh, and the CUDA/PyTorch person is holding a vacuum sucking money from your wallet, with a long hose running to Jensen Huang's kitchen.