On Tuesday night, Donald Trump stood before America and refused to denounce white supremacy. Instead, he used the opportunity to order one of America’s most notorious hate groups to stand at the ready.

He did this on national television, with millions watching and the cameras rolling.

After years of denial, years of deflection, of misdirection, of dog-whistles and whataboutism and hey-look-over-there-ism, after years of insisting that black is white and up is down, you, Trump supporters, find yourselves standing naked in full daylight. Your racist messiah has stripped you of excuses, of any place to hide. He has declared himself unambiguously, and in doing so has declared you.

When push comes to shove, we are what we do. It doesn’t matter that you don’t think you’re racist when you support a man who will not renounce racism. It doesn’t matter that you think you’re a patriot when you support a man who openly challenges the sanctity of your Constitution. It doesn’t matter that you see yourself as a good person when you support someone who is, in every way imaginable, the antithesis of morality and decency.

You are what you vote for. And if you fancy yourself a Christian, you need to consider that on Judgment Day you will be sorted according to your works. This might be a good moment to break out your New Testament, review the parts in red, and consider the unsettling possibility that Jesus meant what he said.

You have a month to set the record straight. If you really aren’t a racist, if you really stand for the Constitution and our history and fairness and democracy and the idea of freedom and justice for all, now is your last chance to declare yourself.