I’m a confused American voter
I’ve been a registered Republican since I first started voting, and I don’t know what to do. Or maybe it’s that I know what I’m going to have to do, but I don’t feel at peace about it. I don’t think it can be boiled down to the simple statement of choosing the “lesser of two evils”, but the English language at this point doesn’t seem to offer me anything else.
I certainly don’t want another Clinton in the White House. Plain and simple. I don’t trust her. She has too much baggage. Too many lies.
I don’t want Trump in the White House. I don’t trust him. He has bad hair. He looks smug all the time.
Yet, I can’t reconcile myself to share the feelings my father voiced before he passed away in May. “This is the first time I might just not vote for President.” To not vote is certainly a vote for Hilary. But I don’t want to vote for Trump. And yes, I know there will most likely be a third party candidate, but unless there’s some kind of nationwide shift in polls supporting that trend, the two party system is still stronger than any outside candidates, so that is almost the same as not voting.
I’m white (not that it should matter). I’m in that evangelical Christian demographic everyone keeps spouting off about in articles (shouldn’t matter either). But I don’t support Trump. I’m not going to vote for him because Mike Pence is his VP choice. I don’t care that he’s endorsed by Willie Robertson, or Jerry Falwell, Jr. or a retired underwear model that thinks he’ll make America great again.
I’m writing a letter to Prince William and Catherine to see if they are interested in taking over and making the US a monarchy. Because neither the Republicans or the Democrats seem to know what they are doing, or have any common sense in the candidates they have nominated.