| An “Unpoliced Force” |
|
![]() |
| Thursday, 14 September 2006 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
![]() An
Unpoliced Force -By Halima Sadiya Mamud A society without
a policing entity is as dangerous as the one with a police that is largely
unmonitored or (un) policed. I have heard police stories before, I have
heard about people getting shot for refusing to part with paltry bribes
sums as little as N20; I have read about innocent citizens detained
indefinitely for standing on the wrong side of the road; I have learnt
that the police station is a bank where you can collect change after
offering appropriate bribe, I know what the police officer means, when
they demand particulars from motorists at the road block, the
story about substitution of innocent persons for criminals is
well known. No matter how you look at it the Nigerian police is both
a force and a farce surrounded by urban legends. The police stories
are unending as much as they are unsettling. The police are so cruel
in carrying out their duties, so much it leaves one wondering if they
are not the real source of the insecurity that bedevils this nation.
In most societies the police are responsible for law and order but in
our society they create the disorder and breach the laws of the land.
Many Nigerians have had to face these terrors, at one time or another.
Having an encounter with the police can make you go insane if you live
to tell the story. T I recently
had an encounter with the police, dont get me wrong I did not commit
any crime whatsoever, I had misplaced my phone, I must have dropped
it and a motorcyclist picked it up with no intention of returning it
to me, luckily for me he had a passenger on his motorcycle who felt
he should return it , the motorcyclist argued that it was his lucky
day. On getting down from the bike the passenger snatched the phone
from the motorcyclist, insisting that the phone be returned to the owner.
The scene drew the attention of some three guys who were drinking beer
by the roadside they came to the scene, and asked what was going on,
claiming to be police officers. The passenger did not believe them,
snatched the phone and ran away with it. Unfortunately for him one of
the so-called police officers had recognized him. I used my friends
phone to call my phone and the guy picked up, he said he will return
the phone the next day, and that I should call in the afternoon. I did
not want the guy to know my house so I arranged with him to meet me
in front of a super market. I got my phone back and I thanked the young
guy, I thought he was going to ask me for monetary reward for getting
the phone back to me, to my surprise he did not. I was really glad to
have my phone back, but the trouble that was to follow was not anticipated. I got a call
from a stranger, saying he needed to see me urgently that his friend
was detained at the police station and my presence was needed at the
police station, here, in Gwagwalada. I ask him why and he could not
give me any tangible reason. Calls from strangers claiming to be friends
and relatives of the guy who had returned my phone kept pouring in.
I was so scared thinking they were fraudsters; this made me switch off
my phone. The next day some guys came to my house asking after me, I
asked my roommates to tell them I was not in. Now I was thinking how
they got my number and how in heavens name they located my place.
The guys claimed to be there on behalf of their friend who was in police
custody. He needed to be bailed out, and that would happen on the account
that I come and identify him and show the returned phone. I overheard
conversation with my friends that were so desperately trying to protect
me. So, I thought
this Good Samaritan guy did not deserve to be in police custody for
returning my phone back to me, he must have done so through the wrong
means, but his actions did not deserve what he was going through. I
was terrified at the thought of going to the police station, and so
were my friends. My friend Nafisa Tukur agreed to go with me a gesture
was responsible for my deep respect for her, she was really supportive.
We got to the station. On approaching the counter, my first feeling
was what in heavens name is going on in Nigeria? Are the police truly
responsible for maintaining peace and order in the society? If they
are, and work under such conditions in carrying out their duties, then
this country was doomed for good from the law enforcement standpoint! The guy was
bailed out; he said he was arrested by the men who alleged they were
policemen the night before. He was in a terrible state only, God knows
what the police men had done to him, and I did not want to ask for I
was already nauseated from the stenches of the air in the station. The
police thought I was someone they could extort, started asking for receipt
of my phone and asking me all sorts of questions that were not relevant
to the case. Thinking they could find any information to incriminate
me. The whole ordeal made me want to leave the phone for them and just
walk out of the station; maybe that was what they even wanted. Finally
the DPO asked his boys to release the phone and the guy if no other
person was contesting that the phone was theirs. That was how I left
the station; almost crying after two hours of dragging with the police
trying to prove the phone was mine, with text messages, pictures and
all in the phone. The policemen were even bold enough to ask for money.
I told them to their face I wasnt bribing any one and certainly not
paying for a job not well done. As I walked out of the police station, I could not, but imagine the conditions at the police station; a part of me does blame the police for being unprincipled and not law abiding being the ones with the sole responsibility of maintaining law and order in our society. But I dont blame them for not carrying out their duties well giving the conditions in which these people are trained, live and work. I did not see a bunch of healthy looking persons at the police station, physically and mentally. There was no photocopying machines in sight, no computers nor electricity, I cant remember seeing an ordinary type writer either. It was just stench oozing from only God knows where and constant screaming of detained persons pleading to be released while the police officers occasionally ask them to shut up, bastard, you go die there. May be looking
out on the street and our esteemed offices occupied by decent criminals,
you think perhaps, every nation creates its police force or better still
deserve the kind of police they get. The police are frustrated, there
are corrupt practices at all levels of the system and this makes things
a whole lot worse for them and the rest of us Nigerians. The bitter
truth is that the police formations have become meeting points for criminals,
both in uniform and those not privileged to wear uniforms. It had become
a place for hardened criminals, not a place to tame them. It had become
a place largely responsible for punishing innocent people as opposed
to protecting them. In talking about innocent citizens, I could not
help but think that those police officers who have become like hounds
perhaps were once innocent people who simply wanted to advance
their careers in the law enforcement sector. What would turn a family
man into such brutal beasts who pummels a fellow who snatched a handset
worth less than N10, 000 to the extent that you keep seeing cakes of
blood from his nostrils after two days of release from unjust incarceration?
The police are not seen as humans anymore, it is like God created humans
and then Nigerian police. What is going on? What can be done to resolve
this problem? How can the largest police force and the most important
on the African continent, be the most neglected, disrespected and disdainful.
Something must have gone wrong somewhere. I can imagine
how many murder, rape, arson; theft and hit and run cases would
have been solved, if the police did their jobs well, people would have
cooperated with the police at no cost. Nigerians give easily when they
know they would get something in return. Important information that
will help burst a case could be given, if the security of the informant
can be guaranteed, but we know that cant happen for now, if you dish
out information to the police youll have to go underground for the
rest of your life.
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last Updated ( Wednesday, 23 April 2008 ) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Services : E-mail news |
RSS Feeds | Podcasts
Links: About the NVS | Contact Us | Terms of Use | Privacy & Cookies | Advertise With Us
All Rights Reserved. NigeriaVillageSquare.com




he police
can be so horrible you cant imagine humans could actually be that
mean. Even I have never been that unlucky to face the uglier police
encounters (and I pray that I never run out of luck) But police trouble
is double trouble. Not like in nations where the police are kind and
highly trained. The Nigerian police have remained one of Nigerias
greatest problems as a public institution. Trying to rehabilitate the
system would probably mean wiping the whole police structure and replacing
it with one that truly stands for law and order and the good of the
citizens in the Nigerian society. 

Posted by Robot| 14.09.2006 23:51