I learned that there's no real use to being skeptical about the depths to which people will drive themselves for the sake of a subculture, now that they can find an overabundance of validation on the internet. I recall Boots or John mentioned in a fanfic episode that he didn't care if the stuff was genuinely misfired or a deliberate joke. It was still funny and fun to read. Likewise, I won't question a PUA who claims to successfully pick up chicks by talking about "mud creations" and European mayors. Because, as made-up sounding as it is, I know there are pathetic manbabies who really believe that works, and sadly there are probably some women out there who fall for it. Somehow.
I've also learned to be more sympathetic and tolerant. No, really!
I regularly talk to a number of people who are asexual, or trans, or bi, or into BDSM, or who write fanfiction, or some combination of those or other things besides. Sometimes, when these people talk to my painfully hyperprivileged self, I can have difficulty empathizing with their troubles. But, by now, whatever your predilections or hang ups, I've probably listened to an episode of the F Plus about someone with the same problems who is an insufferable, clueless piece of shit about it. I can instantly connect with someone when I keep in mind, "somewhere on the internet, there are a distressing number of unwanted fellow travelers ruining this for you."
No asexual person worth knowing is going to just scream and scream at the top of their lungs about "not getting" social cues that they grew up with their entire life. But that's the kind of shit some people will think about all asexuals. Because when you go to LiveJournal or Tumblr, you don't come away remembering a boring writers' club or "The Every Last Cumberbatch Meme" Tumblr that started two years ago and stopped after 10 posts. You remember falling down the rabbit hole of watchful-entity (RIP) or some nth-dimensional web of competing interdependent Harry Potter slashfic blogs. So you need to be understanding, because sometimes a Juggalo just likes listening to shitty music with makeup on and getting high, and you can't put it on him that other Juggalos keep their hatchets sharp for the Revolution.
So you trade links with someone you may not totally get, and you come together to laugh at the people that no one should want to get. And you all, no matter what, laugh at the MRAs and PUAs.