Socrates asked uncomfortable questions, and they had him drink hemlock.
Plato was too enamored with wife-swapping and the Lacedaemonians (from The Republic).
Socrates was a soldier and by romanticized accounts down-right scary.
As Plato said though we do have to go down to the Piraeus to be of any use. You can opine about the nature of the seed in winter, but come spring if you don't dig a hole and put it in the dirt, it will be a hungry year.
Such practical considerations is why I tend to fall into the Platonic camp, at least in such respects. I am decidedly less a fan of his personal relationship style, but that's certainly a far more personal sort of moral and ethical consideration.