By ISABELLE DUPUY
Published: September 6, 2011
We have become professional beggars, stretching out our hands and showing our wounds to these saviors from fortunate lands. And in exchange for your money and your help, Haiti offers immediate, terrorist-free access to a version of the human condition right near home. You can be digging a well in Leogane in the morning and be telling the tale in Manhattan in the evening.
A new form of tourism is emerging. Through hard work, compassion and — let’s say it — a bit of misery voyeurism, it offers redemption with a tan.
Isabelle Dupuy, a Haitian writer who lives in London, is completing her second novel.