It's still shocking to me that there are some people out there seriously considering voting for Donald Trump in the 2016 presidential election.

Not only does Donald Trump have little to no political experience, he's a racist, misogynist, and classist. Quite simply, Trump is a businessman who got lucky because he's cutthroat, strategic, and at times, comical. He's a public figure, a celebrity, whose clout and sheer absurdity largely contributed to him getting this far in the election.

Donald Trump is involved in ongoing lawsuits. Donald Trump admitted to not paying federal taxes. Donald Trump made up words in a national debate. Donald Trump doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut long enough to let his opponent speak.

But, most of all, Donald Trump is living in a fantasy.

His very slogan, one of his main selling points and arguments, "Make America Great Again", is a lie. I look at Trump standing on a stage, promising to do this for the American people, and I think to myself, when was America great?

I suppose that, for a wealthy white man, there must have been a time in our nation's history where it seemed like America was great. Where Trump's wealth and status would have assured him a social position even more elevated than his current one. I suppose that was also around the time that women couldn't vote or maintain a serious position in the workplace, where African Americans had incredibly diminished rights, and the American dream ran along the lines of a wife, a house, and a cooked meal to come home to at night.

For a white man, that dream must have sounded alright. It would have been enough. And we look back on it now with a firm-but-distorted nostalgia, ignoring the dark parts of our history in order to focus on that simplistic time. But here's the thing: life wasn't much better back then, in the imaginary realm that someone like Donald Trump points to and says, "yes, that was the peak of our nation".

I suppose that utopias work that way; they're dependent upon who it is. To the lonely, a utopia might be somewhere where everyone is matched with a parter. To the confused, a world that plans out your life might be perfect. To an upper-middle class white man, it probably looks a bit like mid-twentieth century America.

But that utopia, the one that Trump promises to provide, is also someone else's nightmare. What people like Donald Trump fail to understand is that humans are incredibly complex creatures with highly variegated thoughts and desires. What he wants- the vision he has of America- might be his utopia, but it sure as hell isn't mine. And I'm willing to bet that there are many other Americans who feel that way.

The problem here is that Trump is playing with fear and desire to promote his campaign. He's finding the audience who desires his utopia, a place that might be great for a small handful of people but bad for the American population as a whole. He's finding the people who don't care about the rest of the country so long as their outdated vision can be achieved, and he's building an ideology around that vision to garner an audience. A vote for Donald Trump is not just a vote for president- it is a vote for a new (or perhaps very old) version of America that will overturn many of our greatest achievements and set us back hundreds of years of political progress.

And, as we've seen with countless historical leaders who promised one thing and delivered another, that vision will never be able to fully play out the way Trump supporters might imagine. We can't just reverse the state of the country. And so a vote for Donald Trump is a vote for the terrible unknown, a vote for a political and social fantasy that will never fully be achieved.

That's not a world I want; it's not a future I desire. Which is why voting is such an incredibly important thing. This election could either make or break us. I really, really, don't want to see it break us.