Two weeks ago, I went on a second date. The first date went really well (my best first date in years) and I had no reason to believe that the second one wouldn't go at least as well. We bonded over real things--and not like, favorite TV shows or less important stuff like that.
We were discussing sports and he mentioned the Bernie Fine thing at Syracuse (he's an alum). He started going on and on about how the kids made it up, they were just in it for the money, and that if it turned out to be fabricated, that the alleged victims should go to jail for child molestation.
He was just so deadset in his judgmental rant that there was no room for me to even try to change the subject.
He didn't know if I or someone close to me had an issue with being molested, or what my view on it was. He just kept on saying terrible things about these kids--liars, charlatans, thieves. Plus, it's not a date topic. Dealbreaker! He sent me a text message on Thanksgiving and I just deleted it.
...and I'm sure he's ruminating that he's SUCH a good guy and all of us shallow bitches won't give him a chance.