You just met a self-declared ‘man of culture’, who is interested in philosophy and recommends himself as an open-minded person. What a lucky day! You strike up a conversation, but the longer it goes, the more red flags appear. You see, he reads Marcus Aurelius daily but is also a fan of Jordan Peterson. He talks about the rising cost of living, but since that’s out of his control, he tries to hustle like Andrew Tate. Oddly, gender equality in the EU bothers him a lot for something outside of his