I am not proud to admit what I am about to admit … but here it comes.

I detest feeling as I do whenever Donald Trump shows his face on my TV screen. Accordingly, it is my sincere hope that we can — and will — elect a president who doesn’t turn me off the way the current president does.

Joe Biden has spoken at length and quite eloquently about the need to restore decency to the presidency. He wants to infuse the office with a sense of compassion that has been missing for about, oh, the past three-plus years.

Thus, when I see Donald Trump on my TV screen, my first impulse is to turn away. I no longer want to hear anything he has to say. I don’t trust him to tell me the truth. I figure when a politician loses my trust in his or her truthfulness then there is utterly no point in devoting a moment of my attention to anything he says.

I want to trust the president to tell me the truth. I want that individual — and I do hope it is Joe Biden after the next election in November — to speak candidly and honestly to me.

The Republican National Convention today nominated Trump for a second term as president. That’s the RNC’s call.

I am not going to listen to Donald Trump. My mind is made up. To be candid, Trump lost me the moment he declared his presidential candidacy in June 2015. I had harbored plenty of hope that some legitimate Republicans would defeat him in the GOP primary. I retained the hope that Hillary Clinton would defeat him in the general election.

Silly me.

I am left now to hope for the moment when respect returns to the presidency.