By now, many of you have read the indictment. More of you have read news coverage. This article isn’t here to speculate on what will happen to Diddy. It's to address what we do for the people living through the fallout of a psychiatric mass-casualty event. It’s not about what will be demonstrated at trial. What’s happening now is traumatic, too, for survivors, myriad.
Sean Combs is well-known to many people. Even my aunt, an old Italian lady named Vickie, met the man before her death. Plenty of people went to parties he threw. I don’t know any specifics, but I’d imagine only a portion were “Freak-Offs.” Those people will be traumatized, squicked out, upset, or something else. The charges against Sean Combs have an impact on many others. It’s—plausibly—Jeffrey Epstein-level horrible.
This article isn’t about Diddy—the legal system will adjudicate his guilt or innocence. It’s about everyone else in the blast radius. It’s mainly about …