Today driving through Haiti is like winding through a warzone.

There are so many questions raised in being there "after", things I wish I knew about before. But instead of before there is only now.

Now, the rubble is pushed back into piles just far enough off the road that the various vehicles can wind their way through. The debris of houses and buildings, some ok for return and others not, clings on hopelessly, pieces of concrete clutching at reinforcing steel, stairways hanging on a lean. Underneath the shaky verandahs, vendors have set up shop again outside the stores themselves. The road from the airport is lined with street merchant and vendors.

Then, once you begin to see the tent cities emerging from concrete dush and behind fences, they become almost all you can see. The van windows being knocked on by 12 or 13 year old kids begging for money or food.

Overwhelmingly for me, I'm struck by the economic crisis. Without jobs, there's little income with which to purchase whatever food products are available.
The distribution of food aid seems to be more of an issue than the supply of it. It's a lose-lose situation.

What isn't a lose-lose situation is the enthusiasm and passion of the AIM workers here. They are working hard to establish trustworthy Haitian leaders in the communities so as to help provide direct contact between groups who want to help and those who need it. Where there can be trust that funds and supplies aren't going to be lining someone's pockets instead of stomachs.


Today's Photo: When I have a chance I'll upload more photographs but for today.. on every street corner you see the Haitian people getting on with life amidst the rubble and remnants of before. I'm wrestling with the question of who will take responsibility for this – it seems unlikely that the government will take any action and local people want to see the UN move on.

Posted via email from Tash McGill