If what is playing out is not quickly checked, we shall have in our hands a long process that would keep students out of school for as long as no one knows

Many times you attend events where it is bombarded with a multitude of media men, both photographers, videographers, TV crew, fashion journalists you name it.

In 2015 one Livingstone Wechie emerged from nowhere. With a file on his head and a microphone in his hand he went everywhere announcing the rape of Rivers states. Those conversant with Nigerian politics recognized his magical dance steps.

As parents gathered in the chapel of St. Gregory’s College, Ikoyi, Lagos, for the Holy Mass to commence the graduation ceremonies of their children last Saturday, one feeling was mutual: joy. Beyond that, there were divergent feelings.

At my age and with my profession, it is inescapable that I would have had encounters with the police at different levels. I have been locked up, put under house arrest, invited to make statements on quite a few occasions and once kept in the cold for over an hour at a check point at 2 am for refusing to ‘co-operate.’ But I can say that I have never been personally brutalised in any of the encounters. In that, going by the law of averages, I would say I have been very lucky.