Stunning photo: A man dives into a pond from atop a building to cool himself on a hot afternoon in New Delhi, May 8, 2012. (Kevin Frayer/Associated Press)
Stunning photo: A man dives into a pond from atop a building to cool himself on a hot afternoon in New Delhi, May 8, 2012. (Kevin Frayer/Associated Press)
Image from the latest FT piece featuring an interview with head Anthony Lake. What is worse: the image or the article declaring RCTs and shunning poverty porn equal smart aid? I say both are pretty bad.
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A manual laborer rests amidst sacks of cocoa at Saf Cacao, the largest nationally owned cocoa exporter in Ivory Coast, in San Pedro, Ivory Coast on March 5, 2012. Photo by Peter.
HT to @africasacountry for finding this great tumblr blog.
Senegalese singer, Baaba Maal, calls on the world to respond to a looming food crisis in the Sahel region of Africa.
Yesterday, NPR interviewed Quinn Zimmerman, an “aid worker leav[ing] Haiti with a sour taste,” as the radio outlet put it. Zimmerman had recently written a blog post in which he outlined many of the frustrations—locals seeing his white skin as little more than dollar signs, locals giving him shit merely for being a foreigner in Haiti, locals expecting him to dole out cadeux all the time—that he’s felt while working for an NGO in Leogane over the past couple of years.
“I came down here with kind of rose-colored glasses,” Zimmerman told NPR, “and this belief that intention was enough, that my desire to want to help people was enough.” In the blog post, he noted, “I knew a bit about the idea of the white savior industrial complex, but didn’t know enough to realize I was playing right into it.”
The interview and post are a glimpse into what it’s like for someone to have his or her idealism chastened. Most Peace Corps Volunteers can probably relate, as I’m sure many aid workers can. While serving in Peace Corps Senegal I went through many of the things Zimmerman describes —similar frustrations, the gradual hardening—even if I limited my outlet to venting with fellow PCV friends when I was out of my village, rather than doing it online or in a national interview with NPR.
Historian Laurent Dubois commented on the Zimmerman interview yesterday on Twitter. Dubois’ Avengers of the New World is a fantastic if a little dense account of the Haitian Revolution, and his Haiti: The Aftershocks of History garnered oodles of praise when it came out in January and is possibly now recognized as the best broad overview of Haitian history, for a layman and English-speaking audience, at least.
A string of four tweets by Dubois about the Zimmerman interview read like this:
Post/interview is good in a way for honestly and openly saying what many aid workers in #Haiti feel and say privately. At the same time, there’s a great deal of confusion between the self-criticism and deeply patronizing vision of #Haiti. The lesson should be, I think, that that matrix of #Haiti volunteer/NGO structures clearly provides too little preparation for people. One wonders how different the experience would have been if he arrived with language/knowledge of #Haiti rather than just good intentions.
Zimmerman’s story isn’t remarkable; the remarkable thing is that so many people who ship off to Haiti or Senegal or wherever on do-good missions in the world of internet and Twitter and instantaneous communication have such warped expectations about the people they will find at their destinations, about the work they will be doing, and about the work of “saving” or “fixing” a place or people that they’ll never be able to do. Just look at a few quotes from people recently-returned from short-term volunteer or missions trips. (Most people, on Tumblr (on Tumblr!), do not seem to get the irony of the site.)
A (very) young Yaya Toure surges through midfield while playing for first club ASEC Mimosas, of Abidjan #Colossus.
Today a sort of big-picture Haiti reconstruction piece I wrote for The American Interest ran online. The headline it ran under is, “Rebuilding Haiti: Why is it taking so long?”. Two years-plus isn’t so long in the context of the enormous task of rebuilding much of Port-au-Prince and its…
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In Rwanda, where horses are few and motorcycles are abundant, a variation of polo known as moto-polo has sprung up, becoming a popular sport to watch and play among locals and foreigners.