Government shutdowns expose raw political failure, leaving federal workers and troops without pay while Congress cashes full checks. In this ongoing 2025 crisis—now in its third week—families are scrambling, and elites are gaming the system. I've fought corruption from Arizona precincts to Alaska's halls, and this hypocrisy boils my blood. As President, I'll halt pay for shutdown architects, secure instant compensation for essential workers through a $50B emergency fund, and enforce bipartisan audits to end these crises forever. Our frontline heroes demand security, not sacrifice—join me to rewrite the rules and shield We the People!

Social media turns into a predator's playground, bombarding kids with toxic content, grooming threats, and mental health pitfalls—all while Big Tech cashes in on the chaos. Parents feel powerless as children spiral. I've exposed how corruption protects the powerful; now, it's time to shield our future. As President, I'll mandate ironclad age verification, built-in parental controls, and AI-driven content filters. Platforms will eat billion-dollar fines for endangering kids, backed by a DOJ predator-hunting squad. Schools get digital defense curricula, arming families with real tools. No child should navigate danger alone—join me to lock it down today!

Crime waves ravage our cities—gangs, drugs, and violence turning neighborhoods into war zones while local leaders dither and defund. I've patrolled the shadows of chaos, witnessing families terrorized by unchecked thuggery. As President, I'll invoke the Insurrection Act to surge National Guard units into high-crime hotspots, partnering with local forces for swift sweeps, community policing, and zero-tolerance enforcement. We'll fund surge training, equip guardians with cutting-edge tech, and tie aid to reform—no more sanctuary for savages. Order restored, lives reclaimed—join me to shield our streets and send predators packing!

Our schools are relics—drilling rote facts and agendas that smother kids' sparks, churning out grads lost in the real world. I've raged against systems that crush curiosity over compliance. Enter AI like Grok: personalized learning that fans flames of interest, from coding to crafts. As President, I'll transform education into a launchpad: core skills in early years, passion-driven paths later—trades, arts, sciences—with AI adapting on the fly. Ditch the drudgery; fund tech infusions, AI-savvy teacher training, and purge indoctrination. Every kid deserves a classroom that catapults dreams—join me to ignite the revolution!

Veterans come home shattered, only to face a VA peddling pills over healing, fueling suicides in silence. I've stood with vets, hearing their raw scars, and it ignites my fury. As President, I'll purge the VA's rot—dismissing corrupt insiders, surging funds for cannabis therapies, holistic counseling, and instant mental health access. Whistleblowers get ironclad shields. This is my unbreakable vow to those who bled for us—join me to turn betrayal into unbreakable support and save lives that matter!

Rents and home prices devour dreams, barricading families from stability as corporate wolves and Wall Street vultures hoard properties. Government silence is outright theft. I've known the terror of housing's edge, watching workers drown—sex work blooms in this void, a national shame. As President, I'll freeze runaway rents, bar hedge funds from residential raids, unleash a national affordable build-out, and lock hikes at 3%. First-timers snag tax perks over investor greed; the FTC crushes price cartels, funneling fines to renter aid; zero-interest loans for buyers, roofs for vets. Shelter is a right—join me to evict the exploiters and welcome We the People home!

Homelessness scars our soul—vets, families, kids on concrete while red tape tangles aid and tax cheats hoard empty towers. Mental health gaps, addiction voids, and job black holes trap millions. I've witnessed the wreckage of empty pledges, and excuses end here. As President, I'll flood emergency housing, amplify treatment pipelines, and rocket job pipelines for the unhoused. Vacant federal shells become homes; developers dodging taxes face the hammer. Stability starts now—join me to lift every fallen American!

Property taxes chain homeowners to endless government rent, taxing sweat equity into oblivion—buy once, pay forever. As DeSantis nailed it: Is it yours or theirs? I've squeezed under these traps, fueling my fight against rigged loads. As President, I'll cap or sunset post-purchase taxes, swapping for a clean sales levy at transfer. Schools and services? Funded by corporate crackdowns, not family vaults. Ownership means freedom—join me to shatter this lifelong lien and claim what's truly ours!

Energy bills spike like knives, gutting budgets while oil barons balloon billions and grids crumble in crisis. Corporate capture and policy paralysis keep us chained and chilled. I've chosen between warmth and meals—never again. As President, I'll freeze profiteering prices, ramp U.S. output, and electrify grids for unbreakable flow. Big Oil audits expose gouges; solar and wind subsidies light every roof. Power for the people, not princes—join me to unplug the plunder!

Wages flatline as CEOs hoard windfalls and factories flee abroad, trapping workers in gig hell and layoff limbo. Decades of sellouts crush the backbone. I've ground through the grind—it's war. As President, I'll hoist the minimum to true living levels, hammer outsourcers with penalties, and pour into tech-trade apprenticeships. Unions armored, gigbers buffered with fair cuts. Thriving work for all—join me to wage the uprising!

Lopsided deals ravage factories, drown us in knockoffs, and bury jobs under foreign flags—politicians' payoffs to cronies. I've mourned shuttered towns; betrayal stops cold. As President, I'll tariff floodgates shut, shred unfair pacts, and seed domestic manufacturing meccas. Supply audits ban foe-nation crutches. Made-in-USA resurgence—join me to tariff back our edge!

Grocery raids, gas heists, rent rackets—corporates choke us while feasting on record hauls. This isn't inflation; it's sanctioned plunder, with $7 eggs and $5 gallons forcing meal skips. I've punched that choice—fury fuels reform. As President, I'll unleash anti-gouge edicts, cap essential markups, and probe hikes with FTC fangs. Billions in fines flood family rebates. Fair play or pay—join me to gouge the gougers!

Billionaires stash trillions in loophole lairs, evading duty via "buy-borrow-die" dodges, then parade phony giving to mask the grift. Workers scrape as yachts launch untaxed. I've seen the squeeze—it's revolt time. As President, I'll seal offshore sinks, levy 2% on $1B+ piles for $250B yearly hauls, and channel it to housing havens, health for all, green gigs, and empowering schools. End elite evasion; spark shared booms. Join me to tax the vaults and vault us forward!

Taxes twist into theft when elites slip nets via havens and hacks, dumping loads on families to grease crony wheels and bloat budgets. Paychecks pilfered hit home—mine too. As President, I'll forge a progressive flat tax easing everyday loads, cap bites to guard your gains, and hit 2% on billionaire bulks for $250B infusions. Slash waste, scour spends, reroute dodger dollars to homes, heals, and learns—fair shares fueling collective rise. Equity over excess—join me to tax true and triumph together!

Pharma fiends and hospital honchos vampirize us—$500 insulin stings, $10K ER shocks—while DEA shackles docs and opioid overlords roam. Friends rationed to ruin; my rage roars. As President, I'll shred the 1970s drug noose, unlocking prescribers; enforce price candor, peg meds to make costs, and cage execs for cartels. Vets and all claim care without chains. Revolution, not Band-Aids—join me to bleed the beast dry!

Hospitals hawk CTs and chemo rays as cures, toxifying for bucks while sidelining safe scans. My ER stone saga—lied tests, pushed scans I dodged—mirrors mass scams. As President, I'll outlaw coerced nukes, prioritizing ultrasounds and naturals; prosecute phony dx docs, audit rad rackets. Body sovereignty supreme—join me to radiate the radiation racket away!

Cannabis heals sans booze's bite, yet jails brim with users as Pharma floods fentanyl fire. PTSD pals denied green relief—hypocrisy howls. As President, I'll EO-legalize federally, wipe weed convictions, sluice taxes to tots and troops. Farms flourish, chains shatter. Justice blooms—join me to green the greed machine!

Prisons pulse with brutality—fights, famines, crushes—wardens wallow in woe-profits. Neglect's legacy is inhumanity. Lives I've seen mangled demand mercy. As President, I'll lock in safety nets, nourish with real rations, slim cells via smart sentences. Audits axe abusers; rehab replaces rust. Dignity for the detained—join me to humanize the cages!

Courts labyrinth with lags, lies, and larceny—innocents jailed, elites excused. False fire I've faced sharpens my blade. As President, I'll speed trials to 30 days, digitalize dockets for daylight, crush perjury with prisons. Wronged win quick quits; aid arms the asset-less. Justice, unjaundiced—join me to level the scales!

Framed souls stew in stirs or bleed briefs, perps' perjuries pampered. Prosecutorial poisons persist. My smears steel my stand. As President, I'll bankroll innocence hunts, rush reconviction reviews, incarcerate the infidels. Misconduct meets mallets; aid avails all. Truth unchained—join me to unlock the lied!

Cops charge into chaos daily, battered on beat and burned off, rogue rot ruining ranks. Brutal badges beg better backing. Officers' outcries echo my ear. As President, I'll gear 'em bulletproof, mind-mend on and after; audits axe the apples bad, train for triumphs. Wellness waves roll. Blue unbreakable—join me to badge the brave!

Cops sink in software swamps—glitchy ghosts garbling reports, stalling streets and souls. Vents from badges blaze my path. As President, I'll blueprint national digit digs: seamless scripts from top coders, officer drills, error evictions. Tech as ally, not anchor—join me to paper-cut the plague!

Tech titans throttle truths, shadow-banning sentinels like me for elite echoes. Silenced for sins against script—rights ravaged. As President, I'll bust the behemoths, 230-retool for reckonings, whistle-wrap warriors. Voices vault unvexed—join me to amplify the amendment assault!

Life lashes from cradle to corner—abortion mills monetize might-have-beens, trafficking tentacles twist tots. Personal pangs propel my push. As President, I'll defund the dealers, buoy birth centers, blitz borderless beasts. Innocents inviolate—join me to cradle the cause!

Rape's rot roots in rooms from rec to board, predators preying unchecked, victims veiled in vice. Survivors' sobs summon my storm. As President, I'll etch consent in curricula, escalate assailant slams, expose employer evasions. Prosecutions propel, perimeters pierce pervs, respect revives realms. Safety sovereign—join me to rape the rape regime!

Society sags—vice vaunted, virtue vilified; sex trades snare, families fray. Despair's depths I've delved; revival roars. As President, I'll seed youth mentors, surge sobriety sails, shield the snared from snares. Ethics etch schools, family firms favored fiscally. Soul salve, not scorn—join me to thread the moral mend!

Political rage boils over—assassination plots, riots, and threats fracturing our republic as extremists on all sides fan flames of hate. I've stared down division's dark face, from protests to smears, and it's poisoning our democracy. As President, I'll create a Bipartisan Unity Task Force to probe violence roots, enforce hate crime crackdowns with FBI surges, and mandate civility training in schools and media. We'll fund de-escalation programs, protect poll workers, and jail inciters swiftly—no tolerance for terror in our discourse. Unity isn't weakness; it's our shield—join me to quench the fire and heal the rifts!

Dark money drowns democracy—super PACs and billionaire bucks buying elections, twisting laws for the elite while We the People get scraps. I've exposed the rot of lobbyist lairs fueling shutdowns and scandals. As President, I'll champion a constitutional amendment to overturn Citizens United, cap donations at $500, and mandate full transparency with real-time disclosures. Public matching funds level the field; revolving-door bans keep insiders honest. Clean cash, clear choices—join me to evict the cash kings and crown the people's voice!

Vegans vanish in village voids—shelves sparse, spots sans plants; chains chain choices. Sidelined stings stir my surge. As President, I'll edict essentials stocked small-scale, incentives ink affordability; campaigns cook compassion, croplands crave cruelty-free. Freedom feasted—join me to veg the vestiges!

Frankenfoods freight inflammation and stones, corps cashing crisis as caution crumbles. Kin's ills indict the insult. As President, I'll ban baddies, badge warnings bold, bolster bio-farms. Markets mandate wholes, perks prod purity. Nourish, not poison—join me to feast on fixes!

Cracked concrete and bridges belie bounty, snarling souls and slaying shifts. LA's lunar lanes lit my ire. As President, I'll blast $500B builds, locals lead, tape trimmed; audits assure assets, hinterlands hailed. Spine straightened—join me to pave the promise!

Immigration's inferno incinerates order—floods fray fabric, legals languish lifetimes, pols profit pandemonium. Crushed compatriots cry for cure. As President, I'll tech-man the line, expel felon flows, blitz backlogs to blinks. Sanctums sanctioned, citizens crowned hires. Fair flow fixed—join me to border the bedlam!

Overcrowded chaos in places like Bangladesh—wild floods, jammed rails, cutthroat survival—mirrors a world starved of smart infrastructure, breeding desperation and migration crises. America's strength demands we lead with fairness, not isolation. As President, I'll launch a $100B Global Build Fund, channeling U.S. expertise to erect resilient rails, flood barriers, and sustainable cities in allies like Bangladesh—creating jobs here through exports and contracts. No more competitive cruelty without a ladder up; we'll tie aid to anti-corruption pacts for transparent progress. Equity abroad fortifies us at home—join me to bridge the divides and build a fairer globe!

Ballots bastardized by bots and bribes erode empires—trust torched for terms. Twisted tallies taunt my truth. As President, I'll paper-proof polls, ID insist, oversee opens. Riggers rot, rigs reinforced state-side. Votes vaulted—join me to elect the election exorcism!

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This isn’t just a platform—it’s a war cry. I’m Chance Trahan, and I’ve lived the pain of a society where sex work thrives, morals fade, and prices crush dreams. My drive is relentless, my fury unapologetic, and my determination unbreakable. These solutions aren’t promises—they’re my blood oath to We the People. From price gouging to veterans’ suicides, I’m exposing the raw truth and fighting for a better life. But I can’t do it alone. Every American’s voice can shift the tide—your story, your pain, your stand. Join this covert mission to destroy corrupt narratives, raise awareness, and rebuild our nation. Share this page, donate at https://politics.raisethemoney.com/chance/, and speak out on X with #TruthUnites. Together, we’ll make the Senate quake, the White House sweat, and America thrive. Stand with me—let’s get shit done!