Little Has Changed Since Haiti Quake, Except Now There's Cholera


Port au Prince is a city frozen in Jan 12, 2010. Haitians refer to the earthquake as ""the 12th."" No other description is necessary. How could something so blatantly evident everywhere you look be forgotten? Incredibly, life goes on: children go to school, markets are packed, there's even evidence of a few repaired homes. But if there's a pervading architectural theme, it remains: destruction.

Life goes on, but the city looks the same. That rubble and that rusted rebar are like a geological formation in the city's landscape. An elderly woman rests on a giant clump of concrete as she makes her way up a hill balancing a huge bundle on her head. Kids in tattered clothes play tag amidst the new ruins. Where rubble spills out into the street, imperturbable pedestrians and cars detour around it, as if it were a downed limb or a pothole.

These days the destruction seems invisible to Haitians, but screams out to visitors.

Bacteria, wind and time have carted off that stench of rotting bodies, but no one's taken away all that debris. The presidential palace remains a sandwich of roof and ground floor -- everything in between now mashed inside.