Speaker 1: What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
Diddy Diaries. In this episode, we're diving right back into
that Rolling Stone article and we're going to pick up
where we left off. As far back as two thousand
and eight, Ventura alleged Combs was leading a drug fuel lifestyle.
She claimed he was addicted to painkillers, frequently took ecstasy,
and regularly kept prodigious amounts of pills and other drugs
out in the open like candy. His drug use went
hand in hand with his sexual activities, according to various lawsuits,
and a lot of times, when you're all screwed up
on drugs, methamphetamine, other drugs, you can go through these
sessions of you know, sex, adult nonsense for who knows
days at a time, right, And we see that here
obviously with the IVS, with the reports we've heard from
people who have been involved allegedly, So yeah, I could
see all of this tracking as true, and you know
well sees this tracking is true the government during Freakoff's
Combs alleged pushed the use of ecstasy, cocaine, GHB, ketamine,
and marijuana, and had an insatiable appetite himself. Even his
own attorneys have acknowledged colmb's history with drug usage. Mister
Colmbs realized he had a problem with drug addiction and
he has a problem with anger, and he went into
rehab program for a period of time. His attorney, Agnafilo
set out of September eighteenth court appearance. Oh well, that's it,
It's all good. Did He's cured. He's no longer a
piece of shit, no longer a condemnable asshole. Nothing left
to see here, folks, did He's on his way to redemption.
I don't care about you going to rehab. I don't
care about any of that, Jazz. I don't care about
you finding God, none of it. Why didn't you find
God previously? Why didn't you go to rehab and anger
management before you beat the shit out of Cassie? Nathan,
the sex worker who spoke with Rolling Stone, also describes
Colmb's alleged fondness for drugs during sexual encounters. He cites
ketamine and to See in particular, claiming they gave Colms
that ecstatic feeling he needs for sex. He suspects Colms
Wants drugged him during a freak off, giving him a
horrible reaction. This stuff had me so out of my mind,
he says, I can't even imagine somebody drugging me, Like,
for real, how horrible must that be? Out here thinking
you're with your homie. Next thing you know, he's drugging
you and diddling you and doing god knows what else.
Nathan claims at the last time Colms hired him for
a freak off was in late twenty nineteen. He says
that Colmbs met him at one hotel in Miami for
a threesome with a woman who was flying in from Hawaii.
Man Act. That's why they got him for flying people
in across state lines for sexual purposes. If you're doing that,
you're gonna get neled. If you're on the federal government's
radar as it is for this sort of thing, and
then you're committing Man Act violations, you better believe they're
gonna charge you with that, and not only charge you
with it. More than likely they're going to be able
to get that one over the finish line, and I
expect that here. In fact, I expect them to get
a conviction on all of these charges at this point,
Like I've said from the beginning, now that there's a
superseded indictment. It's a whole different ballgame for Diddy, a
whole last different ballgame. It's no longer just one person.
We're talking at least three victims. And don't think they
can't supersede that indictment again. They most certainly can if
there's new witnesses, new evidence, whatever they can add more.
That final freak off never happened, But Nathan says Colms
typically enjoyed a buffet of drugs and seemed especially interested
in ketymine. I used to think it was insane. This
guy would sniff things and black out for thirty minutes.
He says. He'd sniffle out of ketamine and kind of
blackout in the middle. So he wasn't even taken like
medical grade ketamine. And for those of you who are
not familiar with ketamine, it comes in a liquid form
and you have to cook it up and through that
process it becomes crystallized and then you could chop it
up into powder. And one of the most common ways
to do that is to just put it in the oven.
You put the liquid on like a Pyrex tray in
the oven or whatever, and cook it up and before
you know it that shit's powdered up and ready to go.
So we're not even talking about like pharmaceutical grade ketamine here.
Obviously Diddy was on some other shit. And when they
say he used to black out, that's for sure. Khole,
that's what it's called. And when you start sniffing this shit,
well that's where you find yourself. Nathan, who says he
was paid between two thousand and five thousand for sexual encounters,
says the freak offs were a ritualistic, with Combs choreographing
every movement, at least while he was sober enough to
wield control. Nathan recalls being summoned to lavish hotel rooms
in New York, Miami, Los Angeles and surrendering his phone, undressing,
and swiping a bottle of baby oil from a tub
of hot water. It's always the baby oil, huh. And
at this point, I have no doubt that there was
some sort of drug in of this baby oil that
would go through the skin and help them along their way.
We've heard that from multiple people at this point, and
not only that, there was some sources early on law
enforcement sources saying the same thing. I don't use baby
oil to this day. Because of all the baby oil
I used to put on me. He says. The hotel
rooms were freezing, the baby oil was so warm that
if you were cold and your clothes were locked in
another room, the baby oil kept you warm. Meanwhile, Combs
would stage direct the speed and other aspects of Nathan's
foreplay with the women. Nathan says, I think you would
try to regulate or pleasure. He claims sometimes Combs would
stand right behind him, and other times he would act
as a voyeur. Nathan says he would pretend to leave
the room, but like go around the corner and crawl
in the room on the floor and peek around the
corner or use the mirrors. Nathan claims, really creepy shit, obviously,
because it's like your girlfriend. Why do you even have
to do that? Because he's a creepy, disgusting son of
a bitch, that's why. And can you even imagine watching
some other dude plow your chick and getting off on it?
What sort of cuck are you? Nathan describes Colmbs as
entrenched in his alleged compulsions, puff has been super rich
for decades. Nathan says he's a sex addict. He's an
obsessive drug addict. That's a major part of his problem.
Colmb's lawyers declined to address Nathan's claims, but Agnifilo told
the court last September that the defense had already interviewed
six male sex workers connected to Colmbs. I have asked
all the questions I could think of, Agnafilo said, listing
queries such as, was anybody too drunk? Was anybody too high?
Did anyone express any hesitation? Was there the slightest inkling
that possibly, possibly the women weren't consenting? The lawyers said
their responses were no, no, no, and no. Well. I
don't know how much I believe Agnafilo to be honest
with you, considering his performance so far and how the
judge continuously has admonished him. So I don't know what
Agnafilo's up to, but I have a sneaking suspicion it's
not going to end up how him and did he
want it to end up? Ventura alleged in her lawsuit
that when Combs was intoxicated, he became erratic, leading to
terrifying behavior, including physical violence. Nicole says she witnessed the
shift as well. In the beginning, she blamed his emotional
pivot on the psychoactive substances he ingested. She now believes
the binging exposed something that was there all along. Now
I'm realizing that it's just him. She says. The drugs
fueled it, but it was just his personality and some people, right.
Not everybody's capable of handling the drugs, especially psychoactives. And
if did he's doing ketamine the way they're saying he's
doing it, I'm guessing that he probably has some brain damage.
On a July afternoon in twenty twenty one, Colmbs clipped
down the stairs of a rented twenty five million dollar
Malibu ocean front mansion. He wrapped the tigh hug around
the waiting reporter, who was there to profile them for
Vanity Fair cover story. Colmbs had an announcement to share
with the world. The bad boy was breaking good. The
man who had gone from Puffy to Diddy to Sean
Colmes now wanted to be known as Love. The perpetual
bachelor used manufacture charm, offering the writer a pushmina of
warmth and instructing staff to put out a sexy spread
of nibbles for the conversation. Yet, despite Colmbs's eagerness to
introduce his new persona to the world, he couldn't really
deliver a solid reason for the rebrand. His team was
protective and cagey, declining to provide the reporter any of
his celebrity pals or industry colleagues to throw a support
of line an anomaly for a friendly article when he
not so subtly dropped the can quote about his admiration
for the Me Too movement, it inspired me, It showed
me that you can get maximum change. The rang hollow.
After writer Tresei McMillan Cottnam tried to engage him further
on the subject. He did get very uncomfortable when I
asked follow up questions, caught him, told British newspaper The
Independent last October, look, the whole rebranding thing is such
Bs and any of these people that are out here
trying to tell you they're rebranding themselves, prove it. Don't
talk about it, be about it. For Comb's ex girlfriend
Kat Passion, it was clear that why he skirted any
deeper questions about his love and care for women. It
was in that same Alibu home just a few weeks
before that interview that she claims Colmes turned into a monster,
waking her up in the middle of the night to
have sex. It wasn't consensual. Passion says of the encounter
in the docu series, I knew I was never going
to see him again. I never wanted to remember or
repeat what happened. I was just numb and I suppressed it.
Representatives for COLMBS did not respond directly to Rolling Stone
regarding Passion's claims. Well, yeah, look, there's no way again,
just to reiterate that he's going to answer this stuff
on a one on one basis. He's going to say
this is all BS, and I'll answer it in a
court of law. And honestly, that's the right way to
go at this point. The last thing you want to
do when you find yourself in a hole is to
continue to dig. So yeah, shutting up probably a good idea.
She first met Holmes at Soho House in Los Angeles
in twenty thirteen. The mogul made a b line for
the Canadian born actress and model. While she was at
the members only club with some girlfriends. He was persistent,
she says, making an effort to get to know her
flattered but uninterested. She says she declined to take Holme's number,
but he would later follow her on Instagram. All right,
we're going to wrap up this episode right here, and
in the next episode we're going to pick up where
we left off. All of the information that goes with
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