On Nigeria by Pius Adesanmi

Siren blaring indiscriminately. A three-vehicle convoy. Two white police Hilux Pickups are escorting a black Nissan Pathfinder. Gun - totting policemen in both escort vehicles. Three policemen in each escort vehicle.
I finally get to see the occupant of the black Nissan Pathfinder. A young Oyinbo girl, possibly a graduate researcher. It means that her Nigerian host organization is taking no chances. They have arranged police protection for her in a private arrangement.

Police as private contractor : I hear this is where the money is for the IG and the top police brass. However, six policemen protecting one person means that citizens are not protected. At this very moment, there are thousands of policemen in private arrangements all over this country.

Maybe Bob Marley was right. Maybe total destruction is the only solution. Maybe this is beyond restructuring. Maybe we should consider it a tear down. A tear down is when you buy a building, tear it down completely, and rebuild it from scratch.

I have never seen so much wickedness committed against oneself. Nigeria is so unjust. Nigeria is so unfair. Who leaves an entire citizenry unprotected? Who is protecting you right now?

The best trained policemen are in private homes and guest chalets of politicians; they are in convoys escorting their wives and concubines; they are in convoys, contracted out to individuals in private arrangements.

They then flog and harass you off the road instead of protecting you.
Total destruction is the only solution...
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