Date three with a man who up until last night had not been too weird (yes, that is how low the bar is in the mid-fifties dating pool). He claims to be a member of the labour party, a “socialist”, anti-royal and anti-aristocracy. He’s flexed activism, including anti-fox hunt protests. He is a bit preachy, which I was hoping would ease off (a lot of Lenin, Marxism, Orwell quotes). Last night he revealed his ex of nine years was a fox hunter, and that she was raised as “aristocracy.” I questioned how he can have those beliefs and date her, and he said, “Well, we are not who we date, are we?” I joked that he must have an apolitical dick, because nothing would shut my foo faster than a fox hunter toff. He didn’t like that at all. I am getting red flag vibes. AIBU?