One fanatic looks very much like another. There is the same sweaty face, the same popping eyes, the same shrill screaming, the same hand-waving and finger-pointing. There's not two cents worth of difference between a modern-day social justice warrior-bitch demanding rainbow flags on every government building, a 1930s temperance lady preaching about the evils of alcohol, a turn of the century die-hard communist, and a 16th century witch-burner. A fanatic is a fanatic. They cannot accept any dissent, and therefore cannot be reasoned with.