All the right-wing reactionary weirdos in my area are all the same guy. Old, bearded, white, "Realtors". Every single one of them. I'm convinced that becoming a Realtor is a sign of your desperate attempt to escape the class shift from petite-bourgeois to proletariat. Getting your license isn't that hard, from my understanding.
Often they have failed businesses they are propping up with their Realtor day job. You'll find them worming around in public comment on municipal zoning code. Sometimes they come in different flavors, maybe they're the right wing 2A style, perhaps they're a Christian Evangelical brand, or they're a disgruntled "veteran" (gotta check their credentials on that stuff) motif. I have one in town who is all three, a figurative scoop of Neapolitan style reactionary garbage (all three flavors in one tub!).
The way capitalism squeezes these people, often forces them into this little Realtor mold. This isn't some profound analysis, but I bet if we did some qualitative investigating, we'd find they're all very similar.
when i bought my house, neither I nor the seller had a realtor. we just decided not to try and fuck each other over, so he named a fair price and I agreed contingent on inspection and loan approval. boilerplate offer contract from the internet. some cosmetic issues that any realtor would snidely chisel to justify their fee, but the really big expensive components and critical elements were all in great shape. went through my credit union for the loan/appraisal.
anyway, saved a shit ton. and the icing on the cake is telling any realtor in a hot market that I don't see why anyone pays them a dime, because being plainspoken and able to look shit up on the internet removes all the perceived mystery and complexity of what is a fairly common and routine exchange.