It really is kinda cute. Iāve now seen this cycle repeat with 5-6 cohorts of young people coming of age 5-6 years apart, starting with my own. Itās tragicomic that human development paths are so predictable. Iāve tried a few times to influence them. Itās basically impossible.
The *only* things Iāve seen steer or accelerate the dev path are:
1. Getting the right kind of romantic partner
2. Significant change in geography *and* everyday social network
3. Significant change in source of income
Working on āeducatingā people on stuff youāve picked up 5 minutes ago is a sign of weak convictions. This young man, to the extent heās not setting up a grift, is not yet radicalized. Frontline evangelism is for the shakily attached. To get those senpai notices for bigger things.
What radicalizes is a traumatizing *choice* that leaves a visible scar you cannot hide. Good seasoned radical leaders try to arrange opportunities to acquire such scars. Itās not the gang tattoo but the thing you do to get it.
The Cobra Kai S3 has an excellent example of such an incident: When Hawk is faced with the choice to break the arm of his once-best-friend Dmitri. What happens next? Watch that truly excellent t show to find out š
The medium is the message though. Every cohort faces a different pattern of radicalizing threat dependent on medium. In my coming-of-age time, pre-Internet (graduated high school in 92-93), it was some sort of physical-setting public humiliation. Now itās often online cancelation
Notice the comfort he appears to take in attaching labels to himself (paleoconservative, Republican values, social conservative, white nationalist). In someone 10 years older, there would be defensive reluctance in accepting labels because by then youāve learned the cost.
By around 40, even the dimmest person has recognized that labels are like taxes. You want the minimum you can get away with. You certainly donāt celebrate them. But 18-30 or so, they seem like prestigious āfreeā prizes. Participation trophies.
I think one reason I never ventured down such paths (besides the wrong temperament) is Iāve never tried to join any social circle or made a bid for acceptance in any group that didnāt express active interest in me. The āinner ringā syndrome is something Iām weirdly immune to.
Iāve always been way too busy chasing down non-social bunnytrails of personal interest that can be pursued alone and donāt involve forming opinions of other humans. That seems to confer some sort of immunity.
As a teenager, most of my surplus attention was on astronomy, airplanes, history of science, āhow things workedā books, world history, wildlife. Pure nerdery. I was smart enough to process and navigate social stuff easily but did not get actually interested in them till my 30s.
Interesting. I donāt think Iāve ever presented as subversive except when I intended to. āAccidentally subversiveā doesnāt really compute for me. Factoring in social context is pretty much unconscious second nature, not something I have to consciously try to care about.
I think this is a common ASD experience: difficulty remembering to care consistently about social power structures. Theyāre _interesting_ but do you habitually defer to authority figures?
Authority-conscious folks tend to lash out when you present as subversive.