After fourteen hours on your feet in 90+ degree heat, a cold beer is nice. A hot meal is nice too. The hard working volunteers here would walk down a short path to the U.N. cafeteria for a brief respite before collapsing.
Not any more.
The U.N. has blocked off the path. No explanation. Just the one-word catch-all of fools and bullies everywhere: "Security". Nonsense. We don't bring our scalpels with us, and after 14-15 hours, there really isn't a lot of fight left in us anyway.
So we're back to high protein MRE biscuits that taste like fiberboard. And water. We have water. All for no reason.
I texted Kleiman. He hunted down Hank Asher, a wild cowboy enterpreneur, child advocate, and Guardian Angel of Medishare. In addition to flying half the docs here over from Miami and endless support, Asher gave 45 satellite phones to what remains of Pres. Preval's government. Kleiman hopes Asher will get Preval to lift the U.N. embargo on all these menacing nurses and doctors.
We'll see.
Some of what Asher writes is pretty cool. I'll post snips in a second. Not sucking up. He'd smell that in an instant. But he is angry and honest and devoted. Can't beat the combination.
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