Jesus Christ teaches: “Do not judge, or you too will be judged.” Matthew 7:1. Why then would anyone want to become a judge? Please don’t get me wrong in case you recognize me. My father had one and my late brother retired as a Nigerian Supreme Court Justice. I have in no way been disloyal to the family.

In my junior year in high school, that was half a century ago, we were given time to prepare for the end of year exam. The class was so noisy that the school principal repeatedly came to shut us up. With the help of my half-dummy and peanuts rule, he was launching missiles across the classroom. One boy decided that he had had enough. As he stepped onto an empty seat in his attempt to reach me quickly, the school principal once again showed his face through the door. Given the standard of discipline in those days, he was caught red-handed disturbing the class and was duly punished. But as everyone in the class knew that day, I, who started it all, escaped punishment.

In my early teens, I realized that I always ended up suffering more if I tried to retaliate. Therefore, I was forced to stop him. A great demonstration of this happened later in my life when my first wife opened up and confessed that she was not a human being, but a spirit that took human form. That was the end of the marriage, especially after recounting some of the havoc she had caused in my life. She was definitely not the type of wife I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I moved and left everything in her house. Also, I changed the registration and insurance of my personal car to her name, changed all the brand new tires before giving it to her as a gift. My thought was that even though she deserved a punishment, only GOD Almighty could reward her properly. She had no intention of personally lowering her standard of living.

Four years later, one of his closest associates wanted me to intervene in his marriage, which, by mutual agreement, would end at the end of the third day. Her husband was a friend. It turned out that she was right in assuming that I could persuade her husband to give her marriage a second chance. He said that my ex, exercising spiritual powers, cast an accident spell on my new car. Despite his powers, she was the one who had the accident. The car I gave her didn’t work out well for her and she decided to sell it. The man presented as the buyer, got away with the car. If the police had caught him, they would have charged him with auto theft. Instead, I thought the LORD GOD wanted him to have the car. What I mean is that, even with the best of intentions, dispensing justice is very risky.

How is the situation described when someone who sought employment in the Ministry of Justice does not make any effort to violate justice? I have come to regard the term plea agreement as synonymous with: justice for murder. It’s a reversal of normality and all that is decent when a prosecutor is hell-bent on getting a conviction, regardless. More often than not, a compelling story is deliberately fabricated that the truth now appears to be a lie. It is enough that one is in the wrong place at the wrong time as proof of guilt. But as long as the crime scene isn’t declared off-limits, anyone unlucky will be found there. That one has to take a plea deal for a reduced punishment for a crime he didn’t commit.

It often happens that the sanity of the defendant is in question. Improving his mental health would benefit the community and the individual in particular. However, the prosecutor’s life ambition is to get a conviction every time, even if it is a travesty of justice. What purpose is it serving?

It’s about time the idea of ​​the plea agreement was scrapped. It cannot be true that we all do not experience conscientious qualms when an innocent person is forced into a plea bargain. What a luxury! Libby, accused of leaking classified information, rejected the plea deal offered to her. On what basis she made that offer, one would like to know. Prosecutors should go on retreat and design a better way to deliver justice. It is detrimental to conscience, to morality, to the well-being of the nation, when its innocent citizens are forced to plead guilty to a crime they did not commit. You don’t have to wait until it happens to someone dear to you. Have you figured out how you can wriggle out of that?