It was a work party, and he was the director. He was tall and good-looking, and she was in HR and beautiful, and as the day progressed, he spiked her drink, dragged her lifeless body through the crowd and into his car.
Rushed to a hotel in Lekki, paid for the room, carried her lifeless body into the room and raped her mercilessly.
When he was through, he drove home to his family to celebrate his 50th birthday.
This was her account to the police a few days later, and it went viral.
The Governor’s wife intervened, and he was subsequently arrested. The news spread like wildfire. He was arrested, suspended from work, and the media trial commenced, and in a short while, he was found guilty
His reputation gone, his family traumatised, and all he had worked for disappeared.
I came out very early in his defence. Why don’t we all wait for the process, I screamed.
Edgar, why do you always defend rapists? What I got from the BGL WhatsApp group
I don’t defend rapists. I fought back. He has not been convicted. An allegation has been made. Why don’t we wait
Does anybody listen? The weight of the media Tambolo was too heavy, and as usual, he was guilty, and his balls must be fried on the spike of hypocrisy.
Then he walked into an eatery last night. Edgar, how you dey and I say I dey, but do I know you, and he said Yes
I was the one they accused of rape, and you stood by me, and I screamed yesssssss
How na? I asked him.
He showed me the police and DPP reports. He was innocent. They said there was nothing to prosecute.
He showed me CCtV of him and the girl walking hand in hand like new lovers into the room
He further showed me a CCTV footage of the ‘victim’ coming back to the scene of the crime the next day to collect the food she forgot in the room
I laughed at this one. They rape you, and u still had the presence of mind to go back to collect food
Lest I forget, he also showed me the medical report declaring that nothing happened to her physically
His story. She walked up to him at the party and asked for a ride home.
In the car, things that adults do, happened and a decision to go to a hotel to finish off was taken
They arrived at the hotel, and nothing happened because she insisted he spend the night.
It was his 50th, and he had to go home to his family.
He left, and the next day, he got a call – you think you can fuck my sister, just like that?
After that, his life became turbulent.
Then I heard another story. The man who provided him with legal support.
His wife had fallen in love with another woman at the Gym in Lekki, and a decision was taken to do away with him
He was accused of paedophilia against his own little daughter
Arrested and kept in prison for 66 days, with the hope that he would be convicted and sent to jail for life
He fought vigorously and won his freedom, only to find out that in two months, his cars had been sold and his house was put on the market
The doctor was not that lucky. He got life in jail and actually went to prison for years
Then he fought back. Threw up over 40 grounds of appeal – historic but won on appeal.
He is free now, but his career is all but destroyed. He was convicted on straws and has now written a book on his experience with a media trial
Today, DJ sits in front of me, looking like someone who flew through a storm
As he opened his laptop and phone, spilling out a document proclaiming his innocence, I could only pity him and fear for men
Why did she do this? I asked and he said – I don’t know, maybe for money, cos at some point, they asked for N2m
Today, he has been asked to keep a low profile so that her backers don’t come for him even as he has resigned from his job
She remains on the job, the ‘victim’ in this sordid drama of sorts
My thoughts at this point are directed towards men. Why do we remain quiet in this carnage, where our fellow men are literally being destroyed
This is not to say that there are no genuine cases, in fact plenty of them, but why can’t we form platforms that would ensure that at least due process is followed on all cases, as against the situation where once an allegation is screamed, a brother is ‘killed’.
As I stood up to go, I shook his hands and told him that I was afraid cos what I had seen on his part was a poor sense of judgement, having a consensus relationship with a junior colleague, but definitely no evidence of the heinous crime he was accused of
Men, are we still men or rubber stamps with limp dicks and an idiotic approach to things like this, which threaten our very existence
I don keep quiet
Duke of Shomolu