When Correction Is Left In The Hands Of Those Who Do Wrong
On Saturday, 30th August in Abuja, sometime between 14:30 and 15:150 hours, I was driving my car, returning from a nearby service station around Kaura Hotel and had just joined Oladipo Diya Road (Games Village-Gudu-Apo NEPA dual carriage way). I drove for less than 60 seconds to few metres before the traffic light at the junction of Kaura market and pulled over directly behind a slowly moving white-coloured Police patrol van conveying eight police officers to beckon on one of the roadside traders to replace my failing wiper blades. As three guys spontaneously wielded different windshield wipers and jostled in my direction in response to my earlier call, two police officers also ran towards my parked car to tell me “ Oga, we saw you beat the traffic light around American International School junction; so, you have to come down to talk or follow us to the station ”. Before I could say Jack Robinson, a female officer had reached for my passenger door in front, opened it and occupied...