You know what it's like: you're trying to get a handle on the virtuascape of an enthusiasm, and all you can find are knobs who think talking down to a PhD is acceptable, or else someone who spends most of their time banging on about "when is National Men's Day" or "actually ALL lives matter". Arseholes, all of them.

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Not like this bunch, though. Vetted for being lovely and approachable. They all make social media seem like a twee, non-threatening village from a PG Wodehouse novel, but with more swearing.

Ideal, really.