Several years ago I took a university class and became good friends with the professor as well as several of his current and former students. We all met for dinner at his house once a week long after the semester ended, including said classmate and her brother, who was another former student. The professor is a very laid back and intelligent guy, who has dated attractive women much younger than him in the past (which naturally enrages less attractive feminist types).

This girl, who we'll call Emma, has become increasingly feminist and is now a full-blown Social Justice Warrior. She entered therapy and in the course of over-analyzing her life in search of a victim complex has decided in retrospect that our professor had "subtly but persistently" flirted with her in the class we took together years ago and "abused his power" over her. I was present for that entire semester and never picked up on that vibe, either in class or at his house.

Her second piece of evidence against him is that he once made a move to kiss her on the lips as she left his house (this was when she was no longer a student but continued going to his house weekly despite his monstrous tendency to "call on her in class too much" -- which she somehow misconstrued as inappropriate sexual behavior). Now to be fair, he's the type who is affectionate with the women in his life and will give a peck on the cheek or lips depending on their level of intimacy. Maybe he miscalculated that night, but in any case their student-professor relationship had ended anyway and she continued going to his house for weeks after.

Fast forward to this summer -- her brother, myself and our former professor went on a trip abroad together and had an awesome time. This apparently infuriated Emma, who then filed a sexual harassment claim against him nearly a DECADE after these incredibly flimsy allegations took place.

The livelihood of a man I respect is now in serious danger because of Emma's desperate need to be a victim. I'm supposed to meet her this week for coffee while I'm in town, and then I will be out of the country again. I want to tell her how I feel and shame her into dropping the case, but I'm not sure how to go about it. Putting myself in his shoes, I see why so many men are afraid of women in any professional environment. Just about anything can be misinterpreted as "harassment" -- and in a he said - she said scenario, he's pretty much fucked. I think that's bullshit, and I don't know whether to tell it to her face or to go straight to the university to tell my side of the story in our professor's defense.