Diddy Found Guilty on Four Counts, Hung Jury on Rico

The jury has delivered its verdict in the federal trial of Sean “Diddy” Combs: guilty on four sex trafficking-related charges, with no agreement reached on the most serious charge—racketeering conspiracy. The judge declared a mistrial on Count 1, leaving the door open for federal prosecutors to retry that charge later.

Pugs Moran breaks down the moment the verdict was read: Diddy, dressed in all white and surrounded by his all-black-clad defense team, looked visibly shaken as the mandatory 15-year minimums for each conviction sank in. While the hung jury on the Rico count offers a sliver of ambiguity, the four convictions carry devastating consequences—and make clear the jury rejected the defense’s version of events.

The courtroom tension was thick, but the message was blunt. Despite early predictions of an acquittal, the panel didn’t buy it. Whether it was the witness testimony, the weight of the accusations, or the lasting impact of that Cassie hotel video, jurors came back with a clear majority view: this was no smear campaign.

With sentencing ahead and a possible retrial on the Rico charge still looming, this saga is far from over—but for Diddy, today’s verdict changes everything.

Diddy Trial Deliberations: A Partial Verdict and Mounting Tension

Day two of jury deliberations brought a jolt of adrenaline to the Diddy trial circus. For a brief moment, the buzz was that a verdict might finally be in. Instead, the jury sent word that they’ve reached agreement on some charges—counts 2, 3, 4, and 5—but remain deadlocked on the big one: Count 1, the racketeering conspiracy charge. And that partial verdict has Pugs Moran more than a little rattled.

Let’s be clear: those four charges they’ve settled on are not minor technicalities. They’re all related to sex trafficking and carry mandatory minimum sentences of 15 years each. So even if the jury ends up hung on Count 1, Diddy could be facing a devastating outcome. The optics in the courtroom reflected that weight—Diddy, dressed in all white and surrounded by a sea of black-clad defense attorneys, reportedly looked like a man staring down doom.

Adding to the pressure: the calendar. With July 4th looming, Judge Subramanian made it clear he’s not giving anyone the day off early. If there’s no decision by Wednesday, jurors will be working on July 3rd, holiday or not. Whether that motivates them to wrap things up—or fractures things further—remains to be seen.

Pugs, stunned by how close this now feels to a conviction, suggests the Cassie hotel video might be tipping the scales. Even though it’s not part of the formal charges, it may be haunting at least some jurors who simply can’t unsee it. After weeks of confidently predicting an acquittal, Pugs now admits he might have underestimated just how much that footage—and raw human emotion—would sway the room. Tomorrow, it seems, could be the end—or the start of something even messier.

Diddy Trial: Jury Deliberations Hit a Snag on Day One

Deliberations have officially begun in the federal trial of Sean “Diddy” Combs, and things got weird fast. Less than thirty minutes into the jury’s first discussion, the foreman sent a note to Judge Aaron Subramanian sounding the alarm on juror #25. The message claimed this juror “cannot follow your honor’s instructions,” with a request for the judge to either interview juror #25 or allow the foreman to speak directly to him. Subramanian wasn’t having it. In true no-nonsense fashion, he sent a polite but pointed reply: you’ve barely started—keep deliberating.

Pugs Moran, broadcasting from the Kelly Moore Memorial Studios at Radio Misfits Dallas, breaks down the possible implications. If one juror is already refusing to follow instructions, we could be looking at a hung jury situation. Pugs speculates that the sticking point might be the infamous Cassie hotel video—graphic evidence that can’t legally be used as the basis for conviction but might be impossible for one holdout to ignore.

The jury also sent a second note, this one a legal clarification. They asked whether handing someone a controlled substance—after being asked for it—counts as distribution. It’s a key question that touches on one of the trickier charges in the case. Subramanian didn’t respond immediately, instead calling for both sides to confer and draft a joint reply by morning.

No verdict yet, and Pugs is visibly surprised. He thought this case would be a quick acquittal. Now, with a potentially problematic juror and legal nuance bogging things down, we’re heading into Day 2 of deliberations with more questions than answers. The end might be near, but not quite yet.

The Defense Throws Punches, The Prosecution Fires Back

Day 30 of the Diddy trial brought the long-awaited defense closing argument, and Mark Agnifilo did not disappoint—unless, of course, you were expecting subtlety. The lead attorney framed the entire case as a dramatic overreach, calling it a “tale of two trials”—one based on real evidence and another stitched together by prosecutorial flair. He painted Diddy as a flawed but generous man, arguing that the allegations amounted to messy personal relationships, not a criminal enterprise. The jury, he insisted, should view the prosecution’s case as exaggerated, incomplete, and ultimately hollow.

Agnifilo didn’t shy away from the domestic violence accusations—in fact, he leaned into them. “We own the domestic violence,” he said, asserting that the defense never tried to discredit Cassie or Jane’s accounts of being hit or kicked. But, he argued, those incidents belonged in state court, not the federal arena of racketeering. He doubled down on portraying Combs as a powerful man targeted for money, pointing out that lawsuits from ex-partners preceded the criminal case. The courtroom got an earful about Astroglide, baby oil, and freak-off parties, with Agnifilo mocking the feds’ dramatic raids that yielded… personal lubricants and five Valium pills.

But when the prosecution fired back, Maureen Comey zeroed in on the legal meat. She called out Combs for knowingly flying escorts across state lines, then handing them cash after sex—a direct hit under federal trafficking laws. Text messages revealed Diddy asking escorts if they were cops, undermining the defense’s claim that the money was for “time,” not sex. Comey didn’t just reject the freak-off tapes as consensual kink; she reminded the jury that blackmail, coercion, and manipulation loomed large behind the curated sex performances. The courtroom antics may have been colorful, but her argument was surgical: this wasn’t about Diddy’s brand—it was about the law.

With both sides rested, the jury is set to receive the case on Monday. Whether the verdict comes fast or drags out, it’s clear the courtroom theater is winding down. Pugs Moran has covered every single day of this bizarre legal saga, and now it’s almost out of his hands. The only thing left? A decision that could reshape the legacy of one of hip-hop’s most polarizing figures.

Diddy Trial Nears Finish Line: Defense Drops Mic, Jury Prep Begins

With the prosecution and defense both officially rested, the Diddy trial now shifts into its final act. Day 29 wasn’t about bombshells or drama, but logistics and legal maneuvers—setting the stage for closing arguments that kick off Thursday. Pugs Moran walks us through what happened behind closed doors today, where Judge Subramanian, prosecutors, and defense attorneys mapped out the trial’s endgame.

Most of the day centered around the judge and attorneys negotiating the jury instructions. This might sound dull, but it’s pivotal. The way the judge frames the case to the jury could shape how they weigh the mountain of sex, drugs, celebrity, and legal nuance thrown at them for 28 days.

The prosecution still clings to its racketeering theory, but Pugs points out just how weak that charge looks after yesterday’s defensive steamroll. With Diddy’s team declining to call a single witness and instead relying on a surgical dismantling of the prosecution’s credibility, the vibe is clear: they believe they’ve already won.

It’s almost curtain call. Closing arguments run Thursday and Friday. On Monday, the jury gets the case. At this rate, deliberations might take longer than the defense’s entire case—unless, of course, the jury sees things as plainly as Pugs does.

Defense Rests in Under 30 Minutes as Diddy’s Trial Nears the End

After nearly five weeks of testimony, the prosecution officially rested its case against Sean “Diddy” Combs—followed almost immediately by a brisk, confident move from the defense to do the same. No witnesses. No surprises. Just a few spicy texts and a motion to dismiss all charges. The defense, clearly betting the jury’s already made up its mind, kept it tight.

Jurors were shown more messages contradicting Jane’s claims that she only interacted with escorts under duress. One exchange revealed she asked a sex worker named Sly to visit her privately during the holidays—Diddy nowhere in sight. Another introduced a new escort named Leo and included texts of Jane eagerly planning their tryst. The defense argued this proved Jane was not coerced, but actively enjoying the lifestyle.

Cassie’s texts also resurfaced, including one where she said freak-off nights were fun even when they weren’t “super hot.” The defense used these final messages to hammer their central point: this was consensual debauchery—not organized crime. Now, with closing arguments set to begin Thursday and Friday, the jury could get the case by Monday. And if the defense is right, a verdict might not take long.

Judge Calls Break After Jury Watches Diddy’s Homemade Porn

The jurors got more than an eyeful on Day 27 of the Sean “Diddy” Combs federal trial, sitting through nearly 45 minutes of explicit sex tapes—most filmed by Diddy himself. Homeland Security agent Joe Sirchillo returned to walk them through a dizzying array of charts, timelines, escort invoices, and freak-off logistics, all tied to a sprawling racketeering case that’s nearing its end.

Courtroom observers were barred from viewing the tapes, but jurors watched clips featuring a woman identified as Jane across multiple dates in 2021 and 2022. Sirchillo laid out how Diddy coordinated these sessions with male escorts, used hotel suites in different cities, and even argued about a $600 refund over an underperforming sex worker. It wasn’t just smut on screen—it was smut with metadata and receipts.

The defense countered with their own batch of videos and texts suggesting Jane was a willing participant, even initiating sexual scenarios and asking for $15,000 in shopping money. Diddy sent it. At the heart of the battle now is whether these actions were personal or part of a criminal enterprise run through Bad Boy Entertainment.

Closing arguments are expected Thursday and Friday, and both sides are prepping for a four-hour legal showdown. With court dark on Wednesday, Day 28 will bring more cross-examination of Agent Sirchillo—and possibly more screens and squirming.

A Burner Phone, a Bugged Maybach, and the Art of the Setup

Day 26 opened with a bang—Rodney “Lil Rod” Jones, still under immunity, came out swinging. He dropped one of the more shocking allegations yet: that Diddy kept a backup burner phone just for arranging sex. According to Jones, it was handled like a sacred object—he never touched it directly and was told never to ask questions. Prosecutors leaned into this detail to back up their larger narrative: this wasn’t a chaotic party scene, it was an organized, secretive operation.

Jones also described the moment he realized things were getting darker. He said Diddy began pressuring him to delete files from a private hard drive—footage, texts, anything that might implicate him. The tension ramped up when Jones learned Diddy’s Maybach had been bugged. He suspected the government was closing in, and rather than stick around for a possible raid, he bailed. “I got ghost,” he said. His exit was fast and unceremonious: he left behind studio equipment, clothes, and even money just to get away clean.

The defense countered with an increasingly hostile cross-examination, painting Jones as a bitter ex-employee with an axe to grind. They pointed out that his cooperation only began after his own lawsuits were filed—and that his story conveniently aligns with prosecutors after months of closed-door meetings. Jones pushed back, insisting he was speaking now because it was the right thing to do, not because he was seeking revenge. But the strain showed. He looked worn down and hesitant, less fiery than the day before.

By the end of the day, the courtroom had grown quieter but no less tense. The jury now has to decide: is Jones a credible whistleblower or just another player working his own angle? With new names, more devices, and a car that might’ve been wired like a spy thriller, Day 26 proved that in the federal case against Sean “Diddy” Combs, things just keep getting stranger.

Sex Room Blueprints and a Witness on the Edge

Day 25 kicked off with architectural testimony—literally—as Homeland Security agent Andre Lamont returned to walk the jury through blueprints and photos of Diddy’s Los Angeles mansion. Specifically, the “control room” tucked behind a two-way mirror, outfitted with monitors and access to surveillance of nearly every room, including the infamous sex suite. The point? To suggest Diddy wasn’t just throwing parties—he was watching, orchestrating, and maybe even recording what happened inside.

Then came the surprise star: Rodney “Lil Rod” Jones. His testimony has been teased for months, and now, under a grant of immunity, he finally took the stand. Jones appeared tired and fidgety, sipping water constantly and occasionally pausing as if gathering strength. But when he spoke, he dropped names and details. He described organizing Diddy’s so-called “Kings Nights,” assisting with drug and liquor deliveries, and booking hotels for what he bluntly called “freak offs.” He painted himself as a reluctant participant—someone who got in too deep, then stuck around because the money was good and the access was better.

What made Jones especially credible—or at least unsettling—was the consistency in his account. He admitted to filming sex acts at Diddy’s request and described a network of security and assistants who kept things quiet. But the defense didn’t wait long to pounce. They portrayed Jones as a jilted ex-employee seeking revenge, noting that he only went public after their business relationship soured and lawsuits started flying.

By the end of the day, the courtroom felt like a pressure cooker. Jones was clearly agitated, at one point visibly shaking, and everyone seemed to sense that something bigger is still coming. Whether his full testimony will tie the prosecution’s threads together—or snap under cross-examination—remains the question heading into Day 26.

One Missing Text, One Big Lie, and One Nearly Naked Rapper

Day 24 opened with a delay and ended with a meltdown. When court finally resumed, prosecutors introduced a long thread of WhatsApp messages between Diddy and Jane—except one text, arguably the most important, was nowhere to be found. The missing message was supposedly where Diddy told Jane “You can leave,” a central claim in her testimony. Without it, the defense pounced, framing her version as both convenient and unverifiable. For a case hinging on control and consent, that absence spoke volumes.

Jonathan Perez returned to the stand and kept adding color to Diddy’s chaotic lifestyle. According to Perez, Diddy paid Jane’s rent, provided a car, and funneled her at least $20,000 a month—plus “bonuses” and gifts. It’s hard to argue coercion when there’s a steady stream of cash, rides, and Chanel. Perez also described Jane’s behavior as erratic and explosive, saying she attacked Diddy, smashed his phone, and once screamed “I’m going to f*** your life up!” before biting herself and blaming him for it.

But the most surreal moment of the day came courtesy of rapper Yung Miami. When prosecutors tried to play a video showing her twerking in a thong on Diddy’s yacht during one of his so-called “Kings Nights,” the defense objected—and the judge agreed. The clip was deemed more prejudicial than probative. Still, just the attempt to enter it into evidence hinted at the prosecution’s strategy: frame Diddy’s world as one giant, drug-laced sex trap.

Closing out the day, tensions finally boiled over. Perez, visibly agitated, snapped at the prosecution during cross-examination, accusing them of putting words in his mouth and twisting his testimony. He lashed out so sharply that the judge scolded him twice and ended the day early, warning everyone to come back calmer tomorrow. With nerves fraying and witness credibility crumbling, Day 24 pushed the courtroom closer to chaos than clarity.