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9 Dec 2015

Comedian Lepaciousbose re-shares the tearjerking experience of a lady in Lagos this morning

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She wrote: “I try not to talk about Nigeria anymore because its too heartbreaking and most times it seems pointless. I read stuff online and I pray silently and move on but this story is too sad. Should our priorities be


saving the victim or arresting the good Samaritan? Just this morning I read of a guy billed to travel to the USA tomorrow and was stabbed to death, his sister insists he’d have been saved if people were not afraid of being arrested if they take him to the hospital. What kind of law endangers the life of innocent victims because of the inability of the police to do proper investigation?

In the last 1 hour, I have cried more than I have in ages. My baby brother and I were/are on our way to Redemption Camp for the Holy Ghost Service when we encountered a bit of traffic on the 3rd Mainland Bridge. I thought it strange considering the time but hey. We then happened upon a man who we thought was dead in the middle of the road but as our car drove by, I noticed he was still breathing.

We stopped immediately. Another vehicle stopped too. There was no question about lifting the guy because we’d have ended up in prison and charged with hit and run.
My brother trekked on the Bridge to try to find an ambulance while myself and the other guy that stopped called the contact numbers of the police. At this time, I was directing the traffic on 3rd Mainland Bridge away from the body of the guy in the middle of the road till he was moved to the pavement. 4 Military men passed on “Okadas” and said “Eeeyah” and moved on.

The police passed by with sirens and shook their heads. They didn’t stop. A LASTMA official on a bike stopped. He didn’t have a vehicle so he called his bosses who told him “they” were not coming. I was stunned. Then came a policeman with the new vehicles given by Ambode and he called his bosses who instructed him not to carry the guy in the “new” car.

It wasn’t to be stained with blood. I broke down in tears at this point. The reality was that the new police car was worth more than the Nigerian life. This was my Nigeria. This was my Lagos. We eventually stopped the ambulance of the Gbagada General Hospital and the driver agreed.”

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