Kendō and wanting to be a samurai
In the realm of learning the katana, a lot of bullshidō caters to the desire of becoming a master samurai. In kendō proper, the first thing you'll be told is that there has been no samurai since 1876, and there won't ever be. “Samurai” does not mean “badass swordsmaster”; it means a specific caste in an hereditary caste system, and that system was, thankfully, abolished. In kendō circles, the whole “code of the samurai” stuff is kinda cringe if you say it out loud. Kendō people are more likely to know that the Hagakure is itself LARPing by some nerdy blowhard who never saw as much as a scuffle in his historical period, that Eugen Herrigel had no idea what the fuck he was talking about, and so on.
Yet like in all repudiations of “cringe”, that longing still remains. The dude who posts selfies as UrbanSamurai108 wearing purple Shein hakama and tactical katana feels so painful to look at because you recognise the purple hakama inside your ~heart~.