Today really isn't a 'Very Good' day I must say. Never before have I witnessed such degree of injustice! Initially, I wasn't  really feeling any kind of urge to write about it, not until I had just enough time in the shower to reflect on the whole drama as it played out and wonder what the hell 'we' are doing to subdue the level of the degenerated practice of the nigerian police.             My, or rather 'our' encounter  with the police today is what i'd term ' a rather unfortunate situation exploited favourably'. It all started thusly; when we -- myself, my nephew and my mom -- are at a TOTAL filling station buying fuel  when a young okada rider almost intentionally rode into me (their usual craze)  without voicing a word of apology!                 To me, this is kind of normal as it's not strange to see these set of people sometimes harassing you in my area -- pretty much why I don't move around. But not for my nephew! I think she's had enough of their insanity since she arrived. She bashed him, scolded him, shouted at him as he tries to reply.  Its getting pretty aggressive already.  my mum tries to shut them both up but she couldn't. The guy as you could've rightly predicted was dy to fight and strike her down! It all happened so quick that not long after we've left the bike man at the station in a bid to cool both of their boiling heads, an officer of the nigerian police(detective) who had just witnessed the plight at the filling station had to step in to curb the just broke out fight that happened after the bike man in question waylaid us.       Initially we thought he was on our side since he was at the scene. Not until he told both parties to follow him to his station nearby to settle their differences. Still, we were convinced he is on our side as evident by his argument at that moment, little did we know he was only trying to bring in business and use both parties as revenue streams on a Monday morning.                                         To cut the long story short, after arriving at the station and writing couple of statements -- which took several hours (11am - 5pm) as it was written by their semi-literate officers who didn't even know how to properly use 'themselves' and 'theirselves' -- both parties were told to each pay 12K. What? Danm I was mad! I couldn't believe my ears, off course i've heard all sort of things about the nigerian police but not really witness any of it. I was thinking they'd settle the rift amicably as could be justified by the long hour spent conversing and writing statement, what you can now call 'waste of time'!  Hence my questions:                                  . 1. Is the nigerian police a 'FOR PROFIT' institution or am I missing something?                                                                   2. Who really are the police beshielding?          These questions and more I was pondering on as I mirrored the whole thing in my bathtub and decided to ask you guys. Is the situation the same where you live?  UNEDITED POST.

Sure you are a new comer! As for me,I have developed Police phobia due to the nature and character of the NP. Let me tell you my encounter with those cockroaches:
My friends and I went to a Kiosk/shop some paces away from my house to buy some snacks for the evening,it was about 8pm. When we got there we requested for the commodity and while the shop owner was processing our request,a police hilux suddenly parked behind us with the police men jumping out of it and cracking their orthodox metal amulet as if they were coming to arrest a bokoharam suspect that escaped for jail.
They asked us who we were and we told them we were students but we live close by(pointing at our houses),without even hesitating they ordered us to get into their hilux,we objected but we were forced to enter.
Would you believe that we spent one full dread night in police cell(a place you should never dream of stepping foot into)? And the next day we were bailed with the some of N15 000(we were three in number) without any reason for the arrest,the only words that came out of their bucca cavities was 'late night'. From that day,I developed a phobia for the police.