Look I was bullied pretty mercilessly as a child, had poor social skills (compounded by my Baptist upbringing encouraging some persecution complex stuff), and was nerdy. And, yeah, I know you remember what it was like to be a nerd in the 90’s, it was not good. The reality was that the reasons for my social isolation were hard to pin down.
The fact is that I assigned that reason for my misery as being on religious grounds, and this was explicitly encouraged by those around me.
‘Blessed are you when people insult you and persecute you, and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of Me.’
‘You will be hated by all because of My name, but it is the one who has endured to the end who will be saved.’
‘For to you it has been granted for Christ’s sake, not only to believe in Him, but also to suffer for His sake’
These are things I was told and reinforced growing up. And it gave some way to direct my angst. Granted it was in no small part because of certain behaviors and ignorances caused by my upbringing. Seriously, you’d be shocked at how having grown up in a house where Ghostbusters toys are thrown away because your parents believe they are bringing in evil spirits, where anything fantasy (and especially magical fantasy) is considered an opening to demon possession, where the D&D is satanism is taken as a de facto truth, where listening to popular music, or even Christian bands playing popular styles, is sinful, how all of that can really mess with a childs ability to socialize normally with peers. When you’re in grade school and all your friends are into Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Pokemon, but evolution is evil so you are stuck watching cut rate Hanna Barbera knock off bible cartoons?
So, yeah, I had some issues. And I got bullied pretty bad. And ironically I was able to correctly put some solidarity, I suppose, in my circumstance by placing it on being part of some group. Granted it was the specific baggage around that group identity that was the source of many of those problems, but that took me decades to tease out. It didn’t make it better, and it didn’t make it easy, but it did make it feel slightly less alone.
So to that end I think @Enidigm’s point is entirely valid. It doesn’t make things suck less, but having some group identity to cling to in the midst of such troubles does make things less isolating. If only because there are other people you know who understand how you feel. Set aside how many of my troubles were because of choices made because of family group identity, in ways that a minority or woman don’t have the option to choose because it is inherent to who they are, but not having something to identify with would have made it worse for me. Because it did feel like nobody understood, that nobody really cared, that it was so unfair. That without the group to associate with, that transport my circumstances 20 years forward with these online toxic communities subbing in for that group solidarity?
Yeah, that kind of thing could go very differently. As it is I can recognize, in retrospect, how the seeds of those things had started to take root. I did start to feel the ‘nice guy looses out to jerks’, before ultimately rejecting those types of behaviors. And so, yeah, I see how these behaviors and toxic communities can draw in people. How someone lacking some identity to draw upon can more easily fall prey to their sway. It’s not healthy, nor is it good. But people by their nature need to find people to group with. And bullied white male? What group do they draw to? If you want to know why that demographic is more likely to perpetuate this kind of violence, there’s probably something there.