Excluding, say, here or the fediverse more broadly.
There have been some nice corners of the internet that have somehow kept going along their way that I’ve enjoyed lurking around like some alien observer. They are the few spaces I dare not pop in and ask, out of fear it would somehow break things.
I was raised Catholic so was used to some amount of men wearing robes, chanting in dead languages, drawing sigils in the air, and ringing bells to signal the presence of a spirit. Then in high school I went to a service with some charismatic renewal Catholics and learned just how vanilla mainstream Catholics are.
I previously thought those 1940s Southern Revivalist churches you see on TV were an exaggeration. Now I think they might actually underestimate how intense those sorts of people can get.