I learned a few years ago that our university, with a culture that has defined itself as several steps to the side of Berkeley, had a local chapter of a national organization with a highly oppositely-oriented political bent and just enough plausible deniability to skirt campus policy with their rhetoric. My partner, who oversees our clubs office, told me about it. My initial thought was: "What? Who would even... what faculty member would agree to be their advisor?"
Then I paused.
"Wait... is it X?"
It was X.
And that's the universal takeaway. It's always X.