Sorry, GOP. Too bad, so sad, Trump acolytes. You don’t own me or my vote. You cannot guilt me into voting for Donald Trump.

If some of you Trumpanzees are reading this now, you may be getting ready to fling your verbal poo my way, accusing me of supporting Hillary. Your thought process — if you have one that is rational — tells you that not voting for Trump is a vote for Hillary.

That’s called a false dichotomy. I’ll speak slowly, false di-cho-to-my. It’s a logical fallacy. I have other options. And unless I directly vote for Hillary, then I’m not casting a vote for her.

I can avoid voting for either Republican or Democratic presidential candidate, and stick with voting for down-ballot Republicans. I can vote for the Libertarian candidate — interesting that their memberships applications have doubled since Trump became the nominee. I had never heard of the pro life Libertarian candidate Austin Petersen until last night, and when I tried to access his website, I couldn’t. Too much traffic, no doubt.

Wonder why?

You Trumpers foisted your rude, crude, ignorant candidate on me, a blowhard who didn’t know what the nuclear triad is, who thought the Supreme Court made laws, who wanted our military to violate Geneva Codes by killing the families of ISIS members and thought he could just order them around like some Roman emperor, and never once mentioned constitutional principles during the debates. He called his rival candidates pejoratives like “Lyin’ Ted” or “Little Marco,” ridiculed Carly Fiorina’s face, and accused Ted Cruz’s father of being in cahoots with Lee Harvey Oswald. He tweets insults like a seventh grader on meth.