There are a great many things that amaze me, but not much that surprises me.  However, lately I have been completely bowled over by how one mentally unhinged person knows so much about hiding in plain sight.  I suppose it’s because I do not operate from that place of wanting to spread as much hatred, ugliness, and general upset into the world that has me completely daft about how to do that.  I’m the polar opposite of all that, and although I’m not perfect, I’m far from it, I think thoughts I ought not to think and I say things about others (to myself) while frustrated that are not kind.  But to intentionally set about every single day of my life spewing the worst of my thoughts upon people I don’t know.  Well, I simply cannot imagine it.  I also cannot imagine how hurt our one troll must be in order to glean some sort of sick, twisted satisfaction by doing so.

It so makes me go “hmmm.”

I have spent the last month in reflection about her, wondering what in the hell could have happened to her that has made her into this person that she is?  And, is she this way with anybody else, or are we, the Bisson clan, the one time she has obsessed and harassed strangers on the internet?  The piece that actually fascinates me is:  WHERE DID SHE COME FROM?  Like how did she find us, and why US?  I mean, we’re soooooo NOT famous.  We’re barely scratching the surface of our own industry.  I couldn’t get acting jobs to save my life after I hit twenty-five, our girls who all had a passion for it could barely get anybody in this town to give them/me auditions, let alone hire us.  It has always seemed to us over here that the Toronto industry and the casting people who ran, save for a few, and you know who you are, were determined to keep the women in our clan down.  It felt as if they believed that one working Bisson in the Canadian industry was enough.  I mean hell, the Academy of Canadian Television and Film won’t even nominate him for a best actor award, not vote him in to WIN one, they won’t even give the guy an actual NOD, nor will our actors union.  And forget the Canadian Walk of Fame giving him a star…for some reason his thirty five years of acting, and his incredible body of work on Murdoch Mysteries is still not quite good enough for them to acknowledge.  But, I digress, this post isn’t about that.  This is about me pondering why an online community is not as safe as our real life ones?

So rather than focus on all that, we choose to focus our gratitude on enjoying the blessings of all that Yannick’s career has gifted us.  Not fame, or accolades, or more work for me, but instead a legion of amazing fans/friends the world over.  The freedom to have lovely houses in three of our favourites places to be in the world, and the blessing of travel.  I mean what greater outcomes can one ask for from their work?  Isn’t this what doing a good job is really all about, the simple pleasures and freedoms that are provided to you in great abundance as your thanks?  I think so.  It certainly isn’t an open invitation for abuse from strangers, that’s for damn sure.  And yet in some unwell people’s mind it is exactly that.  I mean I read the news, I refused to read the actual posts, about the horrific things that were being said to and about Leslie Jones on her social media right after Ghost Busters came out.  Then there is the blatant disrespect some people have toward the union and the sanctity of the marriage between Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds, and these are just a couple of people, but I know the list goes on and on and on.  Which is when, for me the responsibility to eliminate such behaviour on the internet falls upon the shoulders of the companies who are prospering from having us on their platforms.

Twitter seems to have learned their lesson post Leslie Jones, and others, thank God.  Instagram, however seems to give less than zero fucks about community safety.  Which has this woman thinking a great many thoughts about how to get around Instagram but still build a brand, and share our lives with like minded people out in the world…things that make me go “hmmm…” Because my friends, we all know this one thing to be true:  “Where there is a will there is a way.”