Living in the San Francisco Bay Area of Northern California, I've had occasion to encounter enlightenment as entertainment, where vicarious visions are a perpetual part of consuming consciousness. Harmless heureux, perhaps, except for the problem of reneging on reciprocity.
As an industry, their gatherings are growing in popularity, possibly in response to the collapse of globalization. As an act of desperate consumption, compelled by moral panic, these portals to awareness are unfortunately hampered by process.
If one is merely a celebrity, tourist or missionary, then you probably won't notice.