By Dr Ugoji Egbujo
Born in 1960, Nuhu Ribadu, perhaps, had independence in his genes. Son of a first republic parliamentarian from Yola, Nuhu came with a good spoon in his mouth.
After he studied law, he joined the police, climbing the career ladder of a corrupt and disoriented institution. Young Ribadu, it appeared, resisted the mind bending culture and stored a grudge for filth. But cynics saw a temperamental, conceited, attention-seeking, power-hungry, and callow fellow. In 2003, after glimpses of promise at the department of prosecution, Nuhu arrived on the national stage.
