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The $TRUMP meme cryptocurrency token recently launched, with announcements made by President Trump on Truth Social, and through the official website. The app “Moonshot” was recommended for purchasing, but many have found it challenging to use.

Here’s a simpler way to buy $TRUMP directly on Kraken, a trusted cryptocurrency exchange.

Why Kraken?

Kraken is a USA-based cryptocurrency exchange, well-regarded globally for its ease of use and security. It allows you to buy, sell, or trade $TRUMP, and even cash out to your bank account when needed.

Before You Start

To purchase on Kraken, you’ll need to verify your identity, similar to setting up a bank account. Have these ready:

• A government-issued ID (e.g., driver’s license, passport).
• A utility bill or document showing your address (optional but helpful).
• Your phone (to upload photos of your ID).
• A debit card, credit card, or bank account details.

STEP 1 – Register on Kraken

Sign up using either the Kraken app or website:

• App Store Link (for Apple iPhone users)
• Google Play Store Link (for Android users)
• kraken.com/signup (for desktop computer users)

The initial sign-up process only requires a few fields:

After entering a few basic details, confirm your email address by clicking the verification link sent to you.

STEP 2 – Verify Your Identity

When you first login to Kraken there will be an option to Verify Identity. You’ll need to get through this process in order to fund your account.

This is the step where you’ll need your identification documents.

I recommend doing this step on your phone as it's easier to upload images of your identification documents.

This will take you through a questionnaire. Complete the questionnaire to finish this step. Once verified, you can fund your account.

STEP 3 – Buy $TRUMP Token

Kraken supports a variety of payment options.

I recommend using your Bank Account as the fees are lower, limits are higher, and the transactions are faster. 

Anyway, let’s get started.

As a new trader, in the desktop you’ll want to use the basic Kraken interface.

You can filter down to the $TRUMP coin very quickly here:

This launches the buy interface, where you can enter your quantity of $TRUMP you want to buy, and fund the transaction with your preferred payment method.

I personally prefer using a bank account to fund my transactions because they don’t charge a fee.

If you know the login to your bank’s online system, you’ll be able to verify your bank account information through a system called “Plaid” in Kraken — during your first purchase.

However, you’re also welcome to use your debit card, credit card, Apple/Google Pay, etc., as well.

Review your transaction, click confirm, and your portfolio will instantly hold TRUMP token.

Done. You’ve successfully purchased $TRUMP token.

Store Your $TRUMP Safely: Use a Wallet

If you plan to hold your $TRUMP coin for the long term, it’s a good idea to move it off the exchange and into a secure cryptocurrency wallet.

I recommend using Phantom, a popular and user-friendly wallet for Solana-based tokens like $TRUMP.

Here’s how to set it up:

1. Download the Phantom Wallet
   • Available for mobile and desktop here
2. Setup Your Wallet
   • Follow the prompts to create a wallet and securely backup your recovery phrase
     • You must save your 12 word seed phrase — don’t skip this step!!!
3. Transfer Your $TRUMP
   • Inside of Phantom, copy your Solana Address
   • Inside of Kraken, “withdraw” your $TRUMP and send it to your Phantom Solana Address

Phantom gives you full control of your $TRUMP coins and reduces the risk of exchange-related issues like hacking or platform downtime.

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