Darkness to light

Yesterday afternoon, I picked Cindy up from work and drove her home. We ate red beans and rice and sat around but I was waiting on a call from PR and AB. I kept checking the emails on my three email addresses and didn't get the response they had prepared until 10:30 last evening. After that, I spoke to P and A about the pleadings and the coming hearing on Thursday morning which was the end of the line in many ways. The hearing would hold the possibility of sanction and damages to the plaintiff/appellees against us, including myself. The response we discussed talked about the fraud of the name claimants and I realized that no one was wiped clean, we all showed our sin.

This morning, I awaited word from A about the possibility of settlement. At lunch, we discussed the possibility that I would be paid for my work this summer. As the afternoon wore on the possibility became realized and now I await payment from the plaintiff's attorneys for my time and effort.

This is not what we wanted. The settlement between the parties is still patently unfair. The lawyers still get all the money and the class gets substantially nothing. However, I am out and I am free and I can go on, having exacted a bit of revenge on the big law firms of Atlanta. In the end, I was asked by several attorneys if I wanted to continue representing objectors in class action suits.
After the stress and anxiety and the thrill of litigation and standing up for someone else, I said yes, I would. How strangely wonderful.

I talked to a lawyer friend of mine who is an attorney in Gainesville, Florida and caught a glimpse of the reputation of the attorneys with whom I had been involved. I also talked with an attorney/friend about the possibility of having to pay a fine if I was sanctioned. Even beyond that, I would probably do it again. Hopefully wiser and smarter at how I get into this, how I deal with it. We all make mistakes; we must learn from our mistakes. Still, I am not really sure that it is a mistake. We shall see.