Today is November 5 2020. It has been 37 years since my father was killed. He was 37 years old when he died in 1983. He was murdered by the police in an enigma of a tragedy that we still have not succeeded in totally unravelling.
Nobody does apology tours in Nigeria- this is not America. We just laugh about whatever the issues are, debate them vigorously on Twitter and click “NEXT!” But this time around, D’Banj’s rape accusation, the attendant mess that seized the blogs, and the eventual withdrawal of charges against him has become a hotchpotch of blemish that appears to be impossible to wash out of the fabric of his reputation.