There's a quote from a Terry Pratchett book that I don't remember perfectly that basically describes people passionate about niche hobbies (I think it was bird classification, in the book?), and has the main character consider this for a moment, and come to the conclusion that people need to be in control of something in their lives- they're in control of so little around them, but they can certainly make sure this singular bit of the world is matching their standards, or die fighting on that hill against the bastards who want to do something foolish like classify Toucans as Flamingoes.
I think about this sometimes when I look at VSBW, where people vehemently argue about the least important shit I've ever seen, and it makes me forgive them for the pettiness of it all. You have so little in this world, you may as well have a profile with the right damn statistics.