| Is The Police Our Friend Again? |
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| Written by Sylvester Ojenagbon | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Thursday, 26 June 2008 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Last Tuesday morning, my colleagues official mobile phone rang. The information on the screen showed the call was from the owner of the press where we print most of our books. Since we were discussing something very important, my colleague tossed the phone to a junior colleague to pick the call. She stepped out of the office with the phone, but stepped back almost immediately to say it was a distress call. My colleague tried to speak to the lady at the other end, who obviously could only whisper. Where are you, I heard her ask. She explained nervously that she was in her house and that she was hiding in the toilet; there were armed robbers in her neighbourhood! And what is your house address? She gave it in whispers. Then confusion reigned in my office as everyone tried to offer a suggestion on how to get her the needed help. What are
I checked through my phonebook but could not find an emergency telephone number. I obviously had never stored any. Then it hit me: the internet would have loads of such information. A quick internet search showed some
numbers, but all attempts to reach anybody through them were fruitless. On a
good day, it was unlikely that one could make an emergency call. But now, it
had been raining cats and dogs in
Then I remembered: my father-in-law is a police officer. At least, he should know the right places to call. I got through to him effortlessly and he asked for some details, which I gladly gave him. I could not but wish that the armed robbers would not have had this ladys head for breakfast before help would get to her. Some fifteen minutes later, my father-in-law called me to say that he was right in front of the house with some police formations (I guess from the Force Headquarters) and that nothing was happening there. That was unbelievable! Only a few months ago, I had watched a film on television where armed robbers held a family hostage. Someone secretly made a call to the police and they responded immediately. But the problem was that when the people in the house heard a knock outside, one of the robbers escorted the man of the house to the gate, with a gun to his back, and asked him to tell the police that there was no problem. The man did exactly that and the police apologized for disturbing their peace and left. I definitely could not convince myself that that was not what was going on. Or something close to it! We called the ladys mobile line frantically but got no response. After several attempts to reach her, she called us. Where are you? I asked her. I am still in the toilet, she whispered. Are the robbers still around? I asked her. Yes, she responded. I explained to her that a team of policemen had been there but said that there was nothing going on. Can they enter your compound? I asked. No, she said. My gates are locked. Maybe I should ask my father-in-law to still try to do something, whatever it was, to rescue this lady. I called him but the sound of blaring police sirens drowned our voices. Not wanting to distract them, in case they were in an exchange of fire with the armed robbers, I cut off the line and stopped trying to reach him. I called the lady after sometime to find out if the nightmare was over. She was still hiding in her toilet and did not want to step out to find out. OK, can you call one of your neighbours to find out, I asked her. No, she said, They have all gone to work. At that point, I knew all we had to do was pray for her. Amazingly, my boss was of the opinion that she was merely overwhelmed with fear because she had an encounter with armed robbers only a few months back. And that turned out to be true. When she summoned the courage to step out of her hiding place about two hours later, she discovered that the noise she heard was not that of gun shots but of exploding car batteries at a nearby battery chargers shop. But what really impressed me was the way the police responded to the distress call. I confirmed eventually that eight police formations arrived at the scene about the same time, sealed off the entire area and left only when they ascertained that there was no robbery going on. The lady was to confirm this from her neighbours and people in the neighbourhood. I was particularly impressed because, only
recently, I heard an announcement on radio, as I was driving to work, calling
on the police to go to the rescue of the people at one of the banks at the
outskirts of
Well, I also thought I was in trouble for raising a false alarm. But my in-law told me, when I called him to apologize, that there was no need for an apology. He also said I should not blame the lady for raising what turned out to be a false alarm. According to him, the responsibility of members of the public is to report any suspicious movement or sound so that the police can confirm whether or not it is real. As a member of the public, I guess if we can now boldly do that, without any fear of intimidation, then maybe the police is becoming our friend again.
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Posted by Robot| 26.06.2008 07:49