10 Reasons I Will Never Vote for Donald Trump

I don’t like to write about politics because I’m not good at it. I don’t know enough, I hate citing sources, I’m not a scholarly writer in the slightest. And for a long time I just straight-up didn’t care. 

But I’m older now, maybe a little wiser. I listen to talk radio, for heaven’s sake. And if Donald Trump somehow becomes the next president of the United States I’ll never forgive myself for not speaking out against him. I have children to think of, the future generation. This man can NOT be the person they look to as a role model growing up. So even though this post is not going to win any Pulitzers for investigative  journalism, I have to post it. I will never vote for Donald Trump. 

Ten Reasons I Will Never Vote for Donald Trump #NEVERTRUMP

10. He’s racist. And I hate racism. 

9. He’s a sexist and misogynist. And I hate those, too. The way he treats women is appalling; his blatant jackassery astonishing. 

8. Including cheating on his wives. Cheat on your wife (and your next one, and probably your third), cheat on your country, that’s what I always say. 

7. He talks, but he doesn’t say anything. Listening to the first debate was like listening to a junior high schooler try to talk his way out of detention. He said so many words (sooo many words) but never made any meaningful points. 

6. He doesn’t read. (Lots of people don’t read, and that’s okay. I get it, some people find it boring. Cool, whatever. Just don’t run for president.) 

5. He is not as rich as he says he is, plus whatever wealth he has acquired has been shadily so. (Plus the fact that he brags about it is super weird and off-putting.) I know a few people personally who are planning to vote for Trump based mainly on his business savvy, and that his business background is going to get America out of debt. But he’s not that savvy. And he freaking loves debt. 

4. He’s incredibly immature. Just look at his Twitter feed. Or don’t; it makes me cringe. 😱

3. He doesn’t apologize, ever. Oh sure, he’s “sorry if he offended anyone,” but we all know that’s not really being sorry. The day I hear him say “I’m sorry, that was uncalled for and I was totally out of line” is the day I will apologize for adding this point to my list. (I almost said it’s the day  I would apologize for writing this post, but actually that day will never come.)

2. The environment is a really important running point for me, and he doesn’t strike me as the kind of person who gives a damn about much of anything, least of all pollution. 

1. Mitt told me not to. And even though I didn’t vote for Mitt (I didn’t vote for anyone because I was not registered abroad, yes I’m ashamed of myself), I actually wish I had. He’s a smart dude and probably would have done good things for our country.

Listen, I am not *quite* sure why so many people freaking HATE Hillary. I know there have been some scandals, but it seems like most people just somehow randomly don’t find her “relatable.” That’s a weird thing to criticize. Still, at the end of the day I’m not fully on her side either, not because she’s “cold” or because her husband cheated on her (How the eff is that even a reason to hate someone? That’s like hating the Whos because the Grinch stole their Christmas), but because I’m also very very concerned about the national debt and she seems very spendy with the trillions we don’t have. 

So I don’t know who I’m going to vote for. Evan McMullin, perhaps, but it just seems painful to do that when it’s so unlikely for him to win. 

I don’t know: I don’t know what to do or who to vote for. I don’t know how I’m going to decide. I feel like the future rests on me alone, which of course isn’t true but kind of it is, because alone I’m nothing but me + you + everyone else, together we actually will decide the future. It’s a lot of pressure and if 50 years from now we all look back to this year as the point the world went south, I just hope I can say it wasn’t because I didn’t try to help. 

I don’t know who I will vote for, but I do know #nevertrump. 

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