Some time ago, one young lady I used to know likened me to don Quixote.
In a way she is right, at the time I was in the middle of an online war with a member of a writing group I was in.
I was the person who stood up to her and her friends, and for that I suffered their wrath daily. Most of us on the site knew the site was run for the elite clique' but proving it was impossible. The admin turned their backs to what was going on, even though the site had lost 1/3 of its members through the actions of this group of people.
Like the character of don Quixote ,I took on the ogre, I gained many supporters which angered the group more. In the end, it did no good as I left because of the constant online aggression of members of the elite clique' -my best decision.
I often take on a course of action that puts me against the grain because I believe in defending what I feel is just.