If you grew up in the pre-internet era, you might remember the torturous pain of being absolutely obsessed with something (a book, a movie, a writer, a show, a subject of any kind) and not knowing anyone at all in your everyday life who cared about it.

And, like, there was no way for a kid to find other people who were interested in those things, maybe especially if you grew up in a small community.

I know the internet is a mess, but the ability to connect with others who care about that Thing you care about, is a blessing.

That connection to others, the communities gathering around some weird outlier of *something* can descend into chaos and badness, but it can also be the flame that lights up your life and keeps you warm.
It's hard, even for me who is An Old, to really remember what it was like before *gestures vaguely* all of this.