"A Terrible Wisdom...." Haiti
[A]mid the ramshackle remains of the hospital where the country’s most infected [TB] patients used to live, Mr. Monfort runs the clinic alone . . . . unpaid and without a mask or gloves to wear, he walks to the sanatorium each day at 6 a.m.. . . .
“Why don’t you just leave us to die?” asked Clervil Orange, 39. Mr. Monfort looked offended by the notion. But he did not answer and the question seemed to stick with him.
The ancient Greek playwright Aeschylus once wrote that there was a type of suffering so intense that, even in our sleep, it bores into the heart until eventually, “in our own despair, against our will,” it taps into a terrible wisdom. --NYTimes, Ian Urbina, 2/6/10
Read the complete article here, including Monfort's answer.
“Why don’t you just leave us to die?” asked Clervil Orange, 39. Mr. Monfort looked offended by the notion. But he did not answer and the question seemed to stick with him.
The ancient Greek playwright Aeschylus once wrote that there was a type of suffering so intense that, even in our sleep, it bores into the heart until eventually, “in our own despair, against our will,” it taps into a terrible wisdom. --NYTimes, Ian Urbina, 2/6/10
Read the complete article here, including Monfort's answer.