I’ve been an Evangelical Republican for most of my life. I was a strong Republican. I was a staunch Republican. I was one of those knocking-on-doors-sticking-yard-signs-in-the-grass Republicans.
You voted for Trump in 2016. You held your nose, decided that taking the least-bad option would be better than failing your responsibility to participate as a citizen, and you marked your ballot to elect the lecherous, foul-mouthed phony who at least promised to support some worthwhile policies. You became a Trump Voter.