Edo State’s Arduous Journey to Redemption (Episode 1)
By Jonathan Omoruyi In 2004, I was a young Edo man in my twenties. I had returned from the United Kingdom where I had gone to earn a university degree after which I started doing some work in that country. I made progress rapidly and soon after I returned to my home town, Benin City, to get married to my fiancée who I had left behind as I proceeded to England to study. Upon return, the state in which I met my beloved city of Benin was perplexing and that is putting it mildly. The street in Erhunmwunse area of the town where I was raised with many fond memories, had become a den of armed bandits of various kinds, cultists, armed robbers, hired killers, you name it. Young men moved along the street with assorted weapons ranging from guns to axes, machetes and others. They were said to be untouchable because they were actually armed by and they worked for the Peoples Democratic Party (PDP) government of the day at the time. It was a lawless state of affairs. Dog-eat-dog, survival o...