Anyway, forget Santana, back to why this essay is indicative of everything I hate about your orgs, communities, and social circles. Later on when they tell you "she's not friends with anyone and we never see her around" - remember this moment.
You don't see me around, because I can't trust you folks. I'm responsible for me, because I can trust me. Someone whose work I admire very much just shared a reactionary skred about cancel culture that compared being called out on your shit to Japan having two A-bombs dropped on their cities. That happened.
"Why doesn't she join our club" - because who the fuck would want to, if this is who you let in?