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Not everything done is in regard to Entertainment. 13East Entertainment has deep beliefs in the structure of man kinds whole being. However the company as a whole do not participate in politics. Ms. V is an individual with individual passions and she decided to get involved this election due to her believing that she needed to take a stand for the people. She was concerned with the nation not waking up and identifying what we the people were losing. There is a fight amongst us devouring what is right. An imbalance of selfishness and greed was overtaking our rights as a people and  it was sweeping th​rough the lands. Instead of idling, Ms. V used her rights as a citizen to obtain personal involvement while documenting her participation. 

She did some review before selecting a candidate to stand behind. She felt like she struck gold with someone with realistic experiences. When she came across a individual who knew the affects of a government decision, she knew she found the one to realistically stand behind. The candidate went by the name of Alissa Slotkin.

"I will say that this was an experience. I felt as though something extremely important was just out hanging on a limb for the people in my district. I've had the pleasure of attending certain events like private Congressional brunch while meeting people who are deeply rooted into their cause like the members of the  NOW organization."

View On Alissa Slotkin-
"Very dedicated woman. She is just as inspired with the message as the rest of the country should be. We The People, come first!" -VS

Alissa's pre-election organization meeting was in Oxford, Mi. Ms. V showed footage and it was nice to see people help stand behind someone with a real message and not using a political platform for personal gain. She stood strong in her message as she traveled city to city through out the State and her worth shined beyond doubts. 

Ms. V stayed strong as she pushed through to voters and adversity in her own way... until the final night came. Election night was a long and brutal fight, however the people was heard, and made history within the State.

In the end, the effort was worth it. Mrs. Slotkin won her position holding the elected government seat. She represented so many of us as the people who's lives were drowned-out by greed. Those we elect, those whom we chose to take care of us, have been taking advantage of their positions and chose to exclude us from what is still "We The People." I am proud we have come together as a State, I am proud other States have followed suit and one day we shall take back our control as a nation.


To get a peace of Mrs. Slotkins message, watch it here: 
(youll need headphones tho...oops)
https://youtu.be/qrTk4FxpUt8




*Message:
Losing someone is a very hard to deal with. I have lost so many but I have never felt the long standing pain and hurt that I have recently felt when losing the one person I never would have assumed to lose. Its been months and it still hurts like it did yesterday. A disturbance was set. I held it well publicly, however this pain won't calm. My soul is sad. This was not a typical loss. We had been each other rock and bridge for ages. We connected fast as hell in the 5th grade. She as like the other half of me. She understood me, exactly how I felt and everything sometimes before I could even speak it. It was great especially when you felt surrounded around people with no real sense of self, smarts and adventure. She was my twin, my best bud, my compadre'.  Back then I sacrificed myself so she could go to college. I graduated a year early with the possibility of graduating 2 years ahead. Her mom's health started to fail and she felt trapped. My family let me down with documentation with my scholarship, so I moved in to help out. I knew I was meant to be somewhere and with her uncertainty she was right, she would get stuck. I changed that. I took care of her mom until she passed away, and Janelle graduated to be the only black woman to lead an executive team on Wall Street, New York coming out of the hood, of Prospect in Pontiac, MI. We were very close and things never changed through the years no matter how much time went by.  I had children and started had the life she wanted. I tried not bothering her so much but I later realized she thought things changed when they didn't. I felt like she blessed with experiencing family love, friendship and loyalty. We had so many damn adventures, jokes and mishaps growing up it aches to think about it.
I almost thought she planned this bullshit because she called me late at night one night and asked me for all of my private information. I asked her what was wrong and she made me swore I wouldn't allow certain things. I swore to her as usual before she hung up in my face. It wasn't until months later she told me made me her everything in contacts. Little sis was dead ass serious. We went on talking -ish, the kids and our love lives and suddenly one morning I got a distorted phone call. another one from officer O'Leary that my heart had passed away. I swear I thought he called the wrong person. He kept echoing my name and I couldn't understand it. Everything was a fog after that. I couldn't function. I lost tons of weight. I tried to move forward with the details she made me remember one year ago and I was intervened by her greedy family. She made a WILL but I had no access. All in all she's not in Pontiac. I suffered for over a year to recover from something that deep. I took care of her mother. Someone who taught me real damn life and confidence  and she died. I lost Janelle and I damn near lost it. She never treated me any different, accepted me for who I was and a awesome ass supportive friend. I had images of that movie 'How Stella Got Her Groove Back' and felt sick. I said back then I never waned to feel that feeling when Stella lost her bestie. She's the only one who saw her many shades and transitions. To have had that experience left a fucking whole the size of the galaxy in me. We were supposed to get into trouble once I finished being a mom. I was so damn close and she was taken. The reports said something bogus because she was too physical, however I knew it was Covid. That damn cough she had was relentless and she caught it after flying back from her college alma mater. By march the nation had an extreme outbreak. By may we had a pandemic.
The only thing that I was grateful for is that I was able to show her my appreciation before she passed away. I had a personalized Tiffany bracelet made for her over the Spring 2018 and shipped directly from Tiffany themselves. However that was nothing if I had known she was leaving this earth by the fall 2018. Luckily Tiffany keep records and I plan to make a replica of the original I sent to her...just so I can keep something of her that reminds me of her besides these damn scarves that she sent every year with full lectures in the mail because  she said "I thought that I was grown"... lol.
Damn.

Since I never got the final opportunity publicly, I was just wanted to show my appreciation and love one more time. May your wings don't make you chafe and you find peace when you find mom up in heaven.  ​

E​veryone has updated pictures... I wanted to show the history even though this is mid-story