I actually broke up with a guy because he was obsessed with Nazi stuff. He was terrific, and the sex was amazing. But he showed me some WWII memorabilia one day, and it just freaked me out, it was too much. I broke up with him, and told him the reason. I missed him, but I was sure I'd done what my conscience told me to.

Less than two years later, I ran into him again. He was just as hot, and my conscience told me to bang him. I did, it was awesome, and he apologized for the Nazi obsession. In the long run, it didn't end well, and he killed himself, but I try to focus on the good memories, like how he was the best kisser.

You've gotten a ton of joke responses, and you probably won't get to this. And I might not be making much sense. But yeah, this happened to me, I met someone awesome who was a white supremacist. Maybe unexpected racism in an otherwise 'normal' person can be a sign of a deeper problem. If you care about her, maybe figure out what that problem is... I miss my friend, and he was so much fun in bed, that the world should grieve him.