I like the piece. The tone kinda gives me the same vibes as Neil Strauss' The Game (vibe heavy anthropology trip into the distasteful, or at least unnerving, subculture).
The part at the very end about the internet people winning is the part that freaks me out (and drives my own middlingly unhealthy doom-scrolling). Just the other day I saw Curtis Yarvin is now some minor Rasputin figure for Peter Thiel, and I couldn't help but think "that lunatic monarchist edgelord from years ago is now influencing where real real political money gets spent?" I don't want to be an internet person, or even pay as much attention as I do, but it feels kind of like even if you don't believe in the internet, it believes in you and it'll eventually show up anyways.