I’m a born and raised right-wing conservative christian, and I feel morally imperative that I cannot support either of the candidates thrust upon us.

Donald Trump owned strip clubs in Atlantic City, regularly has divorced and cheated on his wives, and is a generally immoral person with what I consider an incomplete plan for solvency.

Hillary Clinton has defended her husband’s scandals time and time again as well as starting several of her own, and even has botched several foreign campaigns that could have been handled better. Her priorities lie with leftist social issues but her money comes from islamic-controlled countries that regularly persecute and kill gays and christians.

Both of these choices to me is beyond merely holding my nose and voting; it’s against what I believe to be minimally acceptable; mere acceptance of any of either one of these individuals speaks to me on a level that cries ‘Spiritual Fraud’.

Both choices would force from me an admission that I care more for myself than I do for people around me. I don’t want illegal immigrants evicted from the U.S., I want Mexico annexed so we can solve their drug problem or to increase integration into the US. I don’t want muslim or sikh americans in fear of being attacked because they wear a turban; but I don’t want white americans in Charlotte to fear because of their skin color.

Both candidates, to me, stink of establishment. 
Trump touts himself as the man “against which the GOP has thrown itself” with the “biased media” and “crooked Hillary” out to get him. But to me he comes from the same mold: Rich, entitled wall street fat cat who suffered little, if at all from the recession, safe in the penthouse while the rest of us scraped together enough to enjoy a pizza on the weekends.

I don’t despise the money or success they have; I despise their character that says they deserve my vote, as though I was represented accurately by 50% of the two choices. 
And this is my first time voting in a presidential election.