The internet is a million tiny obfuscatory nuggets that seed and are fruits of bewildering progressivism and simultaneously rotten transgressions. The entire impacts of internet culture is hidden, and unknown.

The impacts of voices and outcrys range from completely irrelevant to absolutely foundational. 

In an individual, its nearly impossible to predict their fates. 

In a group, with a dash of statistical gymnasium, we can make a correlation of our preferred outcome.

We twist words to a preference rather than rising and stating things as flatly as language can be stated and being humbled in the imperfections.

We fail to recognize what numbers contextualize, and we rather seek the confirmation of numbers in their narrow instantiations for the outcomes and outputs that benefit us in a Darwinist sense.

We lack the evolutionary motor skills to sit in the un-pleasantry of internet-fueled culture that sits on economic modernity. We can't get ahead; hope is hope of getting ahead. 

Enlightenment is decoding your muscle memory of everything evolution has codified and following the strand, the many strands, of its manifestation to a future outcome you're attempting to get ahead of out of a desire for a moral and ethical outcome.

I can only give you a taste of the tonality. At best it is translated through story, choices of the facts, deep dissatisfactions, hopeful sentiments, or through aggregated techniques.

Every strand lives through you, and some you may call your own in their own special way. Strands upon strands of existence. We are never absolved from the anxious existentialism of the unattainable subconscious strands. At worst, the fallback to your attempt on a moral perfection is a right of center world view.