Skills, as everything else, develop over time. Some get rusty though. I was once a very skilled c programmer, now I dread to manage memory myself. I suppose with time the tools change and the languages change with it. I don't think there is A Best Language for coding. They have different objectives, some are good in some context, some even fun, some are not fun but they do the thing they are suppose to best. It took me a long time to realise, that the language I choose is not strictly to communicate with the computer but with the next developer (including myself). The computer will interpret and run the code once it works, but the next developer is in charge of understanding the code, the Why and How, so she/he can maintain it, use it, or even learn from it.
We admitted we were powerless over planing—that our time had become unmanageable. Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of The Team. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves. Admitted to The Team, and to managers the exact nature of our wrongs. Were entirely ready to have The Team remove all these defects of character. Humbly asked The Team to remove our shortcomings. Made a list of all projects we had harmed, and became willing to fix them all. Made direct bug fixes to such projects wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others. Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong promptly admitted it. Sought through code review and automation to improve our conscious contact with The Team, committing only tested features. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this mes