Finally, I thought when I saw Amber Coffman’s tweets last week. Coffman, a musician known for her work with the Dirty Projectors, had posted about a music publicist who had groped her and harassed other women she knew. And, crucially, she’d named him: Heathcliff Berru. Other women came forward with similar stories. Berru was forced to resign from his PR firm. It was all so satisfying.
I hadn’t known about this particular guy and his bad behavior. But Coffman’s tweets calling him out -- and the immediate results -- felt to me like a turning point. For months now, I’ve watched as industry after industry grapples with a problem that most women are all too aware of: Men who routinely harass and abuse, yet are able to rise through the professional ranks without ever being called to account for their actions.