Rep. Nick Hoheisel

As the legislative session kicks off, I’m here to listen, help, and serve Southwest Wichita in Topeka. 📞 785-296-7689 📧 Nick.Hoheisel@house.ks.gov 📍 276-W State Capitol, 300 SW 10th Ave, Topeka, KS 66612 Your voice matters—reach out anytime! #ksleg

@derekhein Lord

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Affordability is the priority. House Republicans are focused on cutting waste, fixing the property tax crisis, and lowering healthcare costs so Kansans can keep more of what they earn and focus on making the best lives they can for their families. #ksleg

Prayers to Terrance's family. He was a joy to watch on the base paths.

That video was disgusting. If a staffer posted it, they should be fired immediately. Either way, it’s President Trump’s account, and he needs to take responsibility and apologize. #ksleg

Stopping financial fraud is a major priority for the #ksleg House Financial Institutions Committee this year, and this bill is a key part of that fight.

Lordy, God bless the 1st Amendment. #ksleg

@LeviABx Ah, I am unaware of any public names.

@RepHoheisel No names in the article.

Kansas families are being targeted by increasingly sophisticated financial scams, especially through crypto kiosks. In 2024 alone, Americans lost more than $9B to crypto fraud. I wrote about what my committee and the #ksleg are doing this session to fight back. #ksleg

@LeviABx kcur.org/news/2025-12-0…

@RepHoheisel Any public victims in Kansas so I can get a read on who is getting taken?

@LeviABx Many of these machines currently have no real transaction limits, allowing scammers to walk victims through deposits of tens of thousands of dollars at once. CNN did a solid story on these scams last fall. cnn.com/interactive/20…

@LeviABx These scams are highly organized and designed to exploit fear. It’s the old Green Dot gift card scam, just updated. Instead of gift cards, scammers now coach victims to deposit cash into crypto kiosks and send it to overseas wallets, where it’s nearly impossible to recover.

@VAHRIS13 I appreciate the reply, but you might want to read the tweet a little slower and spend some time actually learning how local sales tax actually works. Insults can be entertaining, but they are a rough substitute for understanding the basics.

Affordability begins with tax relief. Yesterday, I introduced legislation to give cities and counties the option to eliminate their local sales tax on groceries, just like the state has done, so families can keep more of what they earn. Food should not be taxed. #ksleg

@SSCJoCoKs Authorize local governments to take their local sales tax on food to 0%. #ksleg

Hoheisel w/intro allowing local govt to authorize food sales tax (I think; hard to hear him). #ksleg

Good afternoon, #ksleg. In House Tax; very quick meeting today. Here is our agenda for the week:

@derekhein He can't be calling plays for both the Rams and the Bears...

Andy Reid calling plays for the bears tonight?

Josh Blick truly lived to serve others. From Bethel Life Center’s Thanksgiving dinner to leading the Southwest Neighborhood Association and building Automobilia into Kansas’ largest car show, he always showed up with a smile. Praying for Candice and the Blick family. #ksleg

@RayKIII03 Shoot me an email at Nick.Hoheisel@house.ks.gov and let's get this figured out for you.

@RepHoheisel Homeless. Kansas will not issue me a state ID. Cannot prove residency. Since I cannot take to the state a rental receipt or an utility statement, since I cannot prove I'm paying into their land-based system of grift, I am no longer considered a citizen in the eyes of the law.

From our family to yours, wishing you a very merry Christmas. “For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given.” Isaiah 9:6 Grateful for faith, family, and this incredible community. Praying your day is filled with peace and joy. #ksleg

@BenSasse Ben, I read your words yesterday and felt compelled to read them again today. Your faith, humility, and sense of duty shine through. You are one of the good ones. Praying for peace and comfort for you and your family.

Friends- This is a tough note to write, but since a bunch of you have started to suspect something, I’ll cut to the chase: Last week I was diagnosed with metastasized, stage-four pancreatic cancer, and am gonna die. Advanced pancreatic is nasty stuff; it’s a death sentence. But I already had a death sentence before last week too — we all do. I’m blessed with amazing siblings and half-a-dozen buddies that are genuinely brothers. As one of them put it, “Sure, you’re on the clock, but we’re all on the clock.” Death is a wicked thief, and the bastard pursues us all. Still, I’ve got less time than I’d prefer. This is hard for someone wired to work and build, but harder still as a husband and a dad. I can’t begin to describe how great my people are. During the past year, as we’d temporarily stepped back from public life and built new family rhythms, Melissa and I have grown even closer — and that on top of three decades of the best friend a man could ever have. Seven months ago, Corrie was commissioned into the Air Force and she’s off at instrument and multi-engine rounds of flight school. Last week, Alex kicked butt graduating from college a semester early even while teaching gen chem, organic, and physics (she’s a freak). This summer, 14-year-old Breck started learning to drive. (Okay, we’ve been driving off-book for six years — but now we’ve got paper to make it street-legal.) I couldn’t be more grateful to constantly get to bear-hug this motley crew of sinners and saints. There’s not a good time to tell your peeps you’re now marching to the beat of a faster drummer — but the season of advent isn’t the worst. As a Christian, the weeks running up to Christmas are a time to orient our hearts toward the hope of what’s to come. Not an abstract hope in fanciful human goodness; not hope in vague hallmark-sappy spirituality; not a bootstrapped hope in our own strength (what foolishness is the evaporating-muscle I once prided myself in). Nope — often we lazily say “hope” when what we mean is “optimism.” To be clear, optimism is great, and it’s absolutely necessary, but it’s insufficient. It’s not the kinda thing that holds up when you tell your daughters you’re not going to walk them down the aisle. Nor telling your mom and pops they’re gonna bury their son. A well-lived life demands more reality — stiffer stuff. That’s why, during advent, even while still walking in darkness, we shout our hope — often properly with a gravelly voice soldiering through tears. Such is the calling of the pilgrim. Those who know ourselves to need a Physician should dang well look forward to enduring beauty and eventual fulfillment. That is, we hope in a real Deliverer — a rescuing God, born at a real time, in a real place. But the eternal city — with foundations and without cancer — is not yet. Remembering Isaiah’s prophecies of what’s to come doesn’t dull the pain of current sufferings. But it does put it in eternity’s perspective: “When we've been there 10,000 years…We've no less days to sing God's praise.” I’ll have more to say. I’m not going down without a fight. One sub-part of God’s grace is found in the jawdropping advances science has made the past few years in immunotherapy and more. Death and dying aren’t the same — the process of dying is still something to be lived. We’re zealously embracing a lot of gallows humor in our house, and I’ve pledged to do my part to run through the irreverent tape. But for now, as our family faces the reality of treatments, but more importantly as we celebrate Christmas, we wish you peace: “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned….For to us a son is given” (Isaiah 9). With great gratitude, and with gravelly-but-hopeful voices, Ben — and the Sasses