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The Excesses of Our Igbo Settlers

By Donatus Olufade

Common sense demands that when you visit someone or a community, you are to comport yourself in a way and manner that will not anger or provoke your host.

The above has also been supported by the saying that, “if you are in Rome, you should behave like the Romans.” 

However vague that old saying might look, one can easily deduce from it that a visitor in a community should behave in accordance with the practice of his or her host.

Recent happenings in Ebiraland has shown our Igbo visitor’s attitude is completely antithetical to that above wise saying, as they have been acting as if they can do and undo in Ebiraland without any consequence.

Funny enough, our Igbo settlers have recently been using the police to gag and intimidate their host (Ebira sons and Daughters) over flimsy complains.

At the mid of last Month, within one week over five of our sons and daughters were arrested by the police over trivialities, and investigation has revealed that such arrest were made at the instance of our Igbo settlers.

Some of our boys were arrested over little and inconsequential argument and the police have been feeding fat on our people.

Have we done any wrong by accepting and accommodating the Igobs in Ebiraland? The answer is blowing in the wind.

It is instructive to note that, this is a dangerous trend that could boomerang if not checked now. Such senseless and unprovoked arrest by the police at the instance of our Igbo settlers must stop now.

We are using this medium to call on the Igbo President or Chairman in Ebiraland to call his people to order now. He should also give them tutorials on how to relate with their host.

We are also calling on the Ohinoyi of Ebiraland and the local government chairman in Ebiraland to collectively talk to the police to stop harassing and arresting our people over unnecessary complains.

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