From October 6, 2022
Yesterday I was tied up in knots over my obsession with the Notre Dame Magazine essay and my paralyzing concern about its length, as well as worrying about the explosive situation in Haiti. This trip had gifted me with three extra days because I left Haiti earlier than scheduled because of security concerns. Suddenly, I felt I was running out of time, that I had four days left before my flight back to Haiti and I had at least five days of work to do.
From October 5, 2022
Haiti’s history gives little reason for optimism. Haiti is a failed state. There is no legitimate
government, no judiciary, no parliament, and a weak police force incapable of stopping the gangs
that now rule over 60 per cent of the capital. All social services have been terminated. The people,
especially the poor, are on their own.
From October 4, 2022
On Monday night, Steph lost power on the second floor. The power to the first and second floor
are delivered separately for reasons I can not explain. She said, “I was in the dark last night.” I
said, “Next week we’ll be in the dark together.”