A woman walks past a demolished building in Port-au-Prince. The inscription above the door may be the remnants of a missionary motto, L’Education leve un homme a la dignite de son etre—”Education elevates man to the dignity of his being.”
See more exclusive images from a country searching for stability—from babies orphaned by the quake to the return of Baby Doc—in MJ's photo essay, “Haiti: Hope and Heartbreak." And check out human rights reporter Mac McClelland’s latest dispatches from Port-au-Prince here.
Why were such huge crowds so happy to see a raping, murdering, plundering leader who was ousted in 1986 after a popular revolt? “He is our greatest president!” men around me at the airport yelled. My 53-year-old translator, Sam, concurred. “Things have never been as good as when he was here,” he said. “The only thing that was worse was we couldn’t talk about politics because he was a dictator, but everything else is much worse now.”
"When Alina happened upon a group of men—too many to count—raping a girl in the squalid Port-au-Prince camp where she and other quake victims lived, she couldn’t just stand there. Maybe it was because she has three daughters of her own; maybe it was some altruistic instinct. And the 58-year-old was successful, in a way, in that when she tried to intervene, the men decided to rape her instead, hitting her ribs with a gun, threatening to shoot her, firing shots in the air to keep other people from getting ideas of making trouble as they kept her on the ground and forced themselves inside her until she felt something tear, as they saw that she was bleeding and decided to go on, and on, and on. When it was over, Alina lay on the ground hemorrhaging and aching, alone. The men were gone, but no one dared to help her for fear of being killed.”
Why is this UN peacekeeper aiming a gun at a journalist in Haiti? MoJo human rights reporter Mac McClelland tracked down the cameraman in this Gaetant Guevera photo: “I feared for all our lives,” he told her. His entire story is here.