Sean Combs in Court | Trial against »Diddy«: The Evil

The trial against the horrific musician and human being Sean Combs, aka Diddy, formerly Puff Daddy, has been going on for several weeks now. For weeks, the interested and sometimes somewhat voyeuristic public (including the undersigned) has been meticulously unpacking the reign of terror this man established and what life must have been like for those whom merciless fate had brought into his immediate vicinity. The focus of attention was Cassie Ventura, who had a long-standing relationship with the much older Sean Combs. As a talented 19-year-old singer, she had fallen into the clutches of the powerful and extremely wealthy producer, who very purposefully brought her under his total control.

Cassie then learned over many years what life in pop high society means when you are a young woman instead of a powerful, wealthy producer - years in which her career was strangled and Sean Combs made her, in ever more degrading ways, his personal property and a prop at his grotesque sex parties.

A glimpse of her ordeal emerged last year when a 2016 video was made public: In a hotel hallway, Cassie, barefoot and carrying a large bag, attempted to escape Combs's domain. However, he caught her, wearing nothing but a towel, brutally assaulted her, and dragged her back to the hotel room. Under his kicks, she assumed a fetal position on the floor, suggesting that she was already familiar with such kicks and was intent on minimizing damage.

Cassie Ventura's testimony was one of the central events in the Sean Combs trial, and naturally, she was widely criticized: She was only interested in money, they said (as if she hadn't suffered anything), and there were WhatsApp messages from her to Combs in which she agreed to participate in the next sex party. There you go!

But everyone only sees what they want or can see. Have we learned anything from our slightly voyeuristic interest in knowledge? Are we surprised that a psychopathic misogynist can have a successful career in the pop music industry? It's up to each individual to think about it, and the best way to do that is to turn off the kitchen radio.

However, we also want to say it, because we have little choice but to believe in karma and the yin-yang yo-yo out of sheer desperation: Where evil appears, good often also emerges powerfully from the flood. The Diddy trial was a golden era for some great people on YouTube: I myself always enjoyed watching the bright-pink empowering woman Lisa Bilyeu, whose show featured the astute FBI profiler Dr. Ann Burgess , or the impressive former Scotland Yard analyst Laura Richards : people who knew exactly what they were talking about and who expertly distilled the Diddy myth into a psychopathology that has little to do with the pop star's grandeur: It could just as easily be seen in the macho guy next door, whose wife always greets him so overly friendly and wears her big sunglasses a bit too often...

We still have a lot to learn and work on until even the last person understands: No, if a helpless woman, controlled by a monstrously dangerous man, sends him WhatsApp messages in which she agrees to the next abuse - then that is the same as if she writhes on the ground so that the next kicks don't hit her quite as painfully: protective measures that prevent something worse from happening.