Oct 27, 2010
I do not want to write this column. I have many reasons: I do not have Cholera. Nobody I know has cholera. Too many people have already died of cholera in Haiti. Cholera gets too much press. My mom reads my column. Cholera scares people. Cholera is a demon. Most importantly, I adamantly believe that the only thing that needs to be written about Cholera is how to stop it, and the local press has that covered. A quick poll of our students and staff at our Catholic secondary boarding school in Haiti reveals that most everyone has heard the message: wash your hands, and drink clean water. Sounds simple, but this is the battle cry against cholera.
So, what more is there to write?
Still, I feel compelled to write because it seems to be the only way to shift the focus from the demon to those who are fighting the demon. The reporters seem unable to see the fighters. Instead, they insist on writing about the disease. Offered an opportunity to write a bit about a Haitian doctor right in the middle of the fight, a New York Times reporter curtly replied by e-mail that she would not write about that when “an epidemic is raging.” Hopefully the current, tenuous containment has not disappointed her.
To her response, I quote a friend, “People need heroes in tough times.” But the New York Times is not writing for Haitians. If they were, they would not present Doctors Without Borders, the world renowned international organization, as “engaged,” while describing the Minister of Health, a local doctor, as sitting in an “immaculate, air-conditioned office with his hands clasped.” Remember, we offered them a story on a Haitian doctor in the middle of the fight.