"Then there are the old leftists who are so vocal in their vitriol against what the perceive as racist right-wingers that they seem older than their years.
That image instantly brought to mind the words of Bob Dylan: "But I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now" (from My Back Pages).
Most of us who were radicals in our youth learned to put away childish things, and did so most willingly when the demands of adulthood and responsibility became unavoidable. And yet, for some, especially the children of wealthy liberals, such a day of reckoning never came.
Instead, they went to Ivy League schools and made a career of their radicalism; never learning anything again that might discomfit or challenge beliefs latched onto in the heat of adolescent rebellion against the necessity of earning an honest living, or even of being truly honest with one's self.
I also had the benefit of such an elite education, but wound up becoming a conservative rather early on in life (in my early 20s). Why? Because my parents were working class Truman Democrats, essentially grounded in reality by inescapable duties and entirely accepting of Old World standards of virtue. And I honored them - even when they annoyed me.
We followed a similar path with the exception of my education being public university rather than Ivy league. I knew going into college that I was a conservative and often argued with professors who spouted complete lies to further an agenda.