So one of the women who got her payoff (I mean ‘settlement’) from the National Restaurant Association in the 1990s now wants to tell her story about the Herman Cain ‘affair.’ But she doesn’t want to actually tell it herself. She’s afraid of becoming another Anita Hill, twenty years and one month after the fact.
My reaction? Tough. She took the money, she agreed to the terms of the confidentiality agreement, her name hasn’t been mentioned in public so no one actually knows who she is anyway, so she doesn't get the right to have her Godfather’s pizza and eat it, too.
This is the problem I have with a lot of cases where gag orders are in effect. In fact, this is the problem I have with cases alleging either rape or sexual harassment where the woman gets to lob charges against a man who may or may not be innocent, but whose reputation is thereafter suspect, even if they are later acquitted.