Saturday, 5 December 2015

Smartphone, Digerati, Smart Mob: Home Work For DSP Magaji Musa Majiya

Smartphone, Digerati, Smart Mob: Home Work For DSP Magaji Musa Majiya
When a man sets on the path to infamy, you can only bid him may his road be smooth. If he pauses in the sane community to define the people as birds of the same feather, it’s duty-bound for those who can see through him to beat some senses into his head. If he wants to take them in as a collective fools, it is equally a fundamental responsibility to check his excess and shame him.

On October 23, 2015, a police officer ran over an old woman while driving on hard drug. The officer was on anti-Daba squad, a special team set up to check narcotics and thug activities around Kano metropolis.

Bystanders and the officer came to lift her off for hospital.  At the foot of the vehicle, overpowered by drugs, the officer let her limp body fall down. On the way, before reaching the hospital, the woman died.

Dead certain he is dealing with helpless citizens, police spokesperson at Bompai Headquarters,  DSP Magaji Musa Majiya, appeared on the media to debunk eyewitness account claiming that the officer was not speeding on hard drugs. “Only medical doctors can explain whether he was on narcotics or not,” he said.

Majiya, have you said this? Sure, there is some sense in your argument, never minding that it is a lie. Of all the daily experiences and encounters, common sense dictates that people will be able to distinguish a drunken when they see one. It isn’t brain surgery.
Since you have left your brain somewhere, the following questions await you:

When your boys go out on operation, do they take people they arrested first to the hospital for medical examination before charging them of illegal drug use? Why changing the rule at the middle of the game?

It isn’t a shame for Majiya, the supposedly custodian of law, to give cover to murderers. 
He goes to the media any time there is a cloud hovering over his boys’ heads to defend them. In July last year, he came out publicly and defended officers who chased a man, fell down off his vehicle and died as a result. This creates doubts whether officers with criminal charges will ever be prosecuted.

What DSP Majiya has said about the murder of the old woman is simply an attempt to suppress the truth. To claim this, he is simply bragging the level of impunity at which he operates. Only a man with primordial mind can blissfully ignore the power of smartphone and attempt to deny a crime perpetrated publicly.  This betrays the pace at which Majiya is descending into retrogression and darkness. But Majiya risked himself and emerged as a winner. Nobody captured the incident.

One can as well be baffled. What Majiya meant when he said only medical doctors can confirm if the officer used narcotics?

His hope was that relying solely on words from medical doctors would automatically give him a room to influence the outcome of their findings. This would defeat any claim put forth by the public.

Majiya is also investing in people’s misery to think that there will be no sophisticated equipment in hospitals. But without medical examination, it is no-brainer to tell apart a clear-headed from inebriated, except for a blockhead like himself.

He is also certain nobody would follow up the case even if the said officer was to be found guilty. Later, I heard that the victim’s family had given up and blamed everything to God.

These disturbing developments show that we really need to have a more vibrant online community and smart mob in place to smoke the Lilliputian dunce from his cave so that he won’t keep trying to fool us again and again. There is as well a daunting task of making our people understand that speeding on hard drug that claims human life is not destiny. It is negligence and disregard for human life and evidence of great contempt for the country’s law by the custodian of the law themselves. Since the crime is perpetrated by the law enforcers, the punishment must be harsher and stricter in return.

I am a strong believer in mysticism, so I have to believe that minds connect. A lot of people doubt whether Majiya has the basic ability of comprehending simple logic, especially when he is so allergic to taking his ass a bit on a journey to basic reason underlined by the insolence such as what he did.

Upon chancing up such encounters, one always feels compelled to call into question the psychological wiring and qualification of these idiots. But I must concede that Majiya had attended school before he joined the service. Only that he dropped out at the beginning of the sanity lane. It is not assumption; it is concrete evidence because every so often I can hear him struggle with press release on radio. What I am not sure about is the invisible man who keeps him under rigorous training and rehearsal before he comes public to embarrass himself.

Since you insist you are ignorant, as a man who likes teaching absolute beginners, one must take heart and assist his fellow countryman. And one must do this in spirit of brotherhood. 

Me:  Are you aware we are in information age?

DSP: What does that mean?

Me: How many books have you read?

DSP: Five

Me: Pardon? (Cringing in shock)

DSP:  I said five. Baba da Inna, Buri, Labarin Zuciya, Sugar Girl, Rai Dangin Goro and Amina the Pampered Girl.

Me: Now you are going to translate these words into Hausa: Cup, aero-plane, orange.

DSP: Kofi

Me: Ehen

DSP: Jirgin sama

Me: Ehen

DSP: Lemo

Clap for yourself, I wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it over to DSP and asked him to pronounce it.  

“Dìgə raatee” DSP said confidently. “What does it mean?”

Me:  Let’s finish with the pronunciation first before we come to that. Look at the transcription, [dìjjə ratee].


 
There are a lot of roforofo learning centers in town. You can enroll in one to improve your reading skills. If you are so lucky, you can be like Wole Soyinka or Ibrahim Bello-Kano in just four months. But for the meaning of the word, I leave that as your home work.

There is additional book I want you to read: Smart Mob: The Next Social Revolution.
I won’t talk to you again until 2019. Make sure you do the assignment before we meet.


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