The Death of Haiti’s President Summons Ghosts Old and New 
The assassination of Haiti’s Jovenel Moïse was something anyone should have seen coming. Yet few did 
Michael Deibert 
July 28, 2021
Newlines Magazine
(The original article can be read here) 
If you are on the back of a moto taxi hurtling 
down Route Canapé Vert in Port-au-Prince at dusk, you will see the sun 
sinking fiery into the bay, just beyond a slew of impoverished 
neighborhoods — Village de Dieu, La Saline, Cité Soleil — often written 
about (if at all) because of the various armed groups that hold the 
populations there under their thumbs, but which are in reality home to 
hundreds of thousands of struggling, deeply disadvantaged people with no
 connection to crime or violence. On your left you will see an 
undulation of mountains dotted with the modest abodes of others 
marginally less desperately poor, and the smell of Haiti — flowers, 
citrus, burning, sewage — will dance on your nostrils. When you reach 
Turgeau, the streets narrow, and you will be able to hear the melodious 
lilt of Haitian Creole and sinuous ebb of konpa music from 
radios on the street. You will pass a tall building that once housed 
Haiti’s state telephone company, looted by questionable government deals
 in the early 2000s. A few streets away once stood the Église 
Sacré-Coeur, where the dictator François Duvalier stole the coffin 
containing the body of his rival, Clement Jumelle, in 1959, and in front
 of which the progressive Palestinian-Haitian businessman Antoine Izméry
 was slain in 1993.
To the south, as you continue, will be the 
neighborhood of Pacot, where I once lived, a formerly chic and now 
decaying collection of brightly colored gingerbread houses where 
bougainvilleas fall in riotous sprays over high walls. Just beyond, 
covering the hills as the capital slumps further southward is the 
neighborhood of Martissant, where Napoleon Bonaparte’s sister, Pauline, 
and her husband, French Gen. Charles Leclerc, allegedly once lived 
(their former residence now within a 42-acre park dripping with 
vegetation and bright bird of paradise flowers) but that has now been 
carved up to fiefdoms of warring armed groups, its people hostage to 
their violence.
Eventually the buildings fall away, the sky opens 
up, and you find yourself on the Champ de Mars, Port-au-Prince’s broad 
main square, with the heights of Bel Air, a culturally significant 
district also now blighted by violence, rising behind you. You stop in 
front of a fence where, until it collapsed during the capital’s 
devastating 2010 earthquake, the gleaming-white Palais National, 
designed by the architect Georges Baussan and completed in 1920, once 
sat glistening beneath a backdrop of mountains garlanded with clouds.
It
 was in the warren of offices behind where the palace had once stood, 
after night had already fallen on the Haitian capital and the lanes 
around the Champ de Mars danced to the orange, incandescent glow of the 
kerosene lamps that vendors used to illuminate their commerce, that I 
first met Jovenel Moïse, the Haitian president slain on July 7.
Tall,
 lanky, complex, flawed, authoritarian and stubborn, Moïse was a better 
communicator in person than when he addressed mass rallies in often 
bellicose terms, and he spoke to me for nearly an hour without notes 
about his vision for the country that night in March 2018. He talked 
about his desire to pave the country’s collapsing roads, to bring 
electricity to its far-flung and long-neglected communes, and the fact 
that he had been born in the small town of Trou-du-Nord, in the north of
 country and had served as president of the chamber of commerce in the 
country’s Northwest Department. In his view, Haiti had “a kind of 
cleavage. You have urban zones, rural zones, people in the town and 
people in the country … We want to move Haiti beyond being the republic 
of nongovernmental organizations. … They cannot replace the state.”
He
 had been in office for about a year then and had come to the presidency
 as the candidate of the Parti Haïtien Tèt Kale (PHTK), formed by his 
predecessor Michel Martelly, a singer who went by the stage name Sweet 
Micky and who served as Haiti’s president from 2011 to 2016. Martelly 
had been elected in a controversial ballot during which some saw 
outgoing president René Préval as trying to rig the vote in favor of his
 chosen successor, former government official Jude Célestin, while 
others saw the hand of the United States, particularly then-Secretary of
 State Hillary Clinton, in pushing Martelly over the top. (Ironically, 
Préval’s own 2006 victory was achieved without the necessity of a second
 round against former president Leslie Manigat also with the help of 
outside pressure.)
The election of mulatto Martelly, a right-wing 
populist in a country often riven by divides of class and color and who,
 in the words of the late Haitian diplomat Guy Alexandre, was “backed by
 former Duvalierists and the youth of the popular classes,” represented a
 wholesale rejection of Haiti’s traditional political system, or so some
 voters in the impoverished Port-au-Prince neighborhood of St. Martin 
seemed to think, telling me shortly after Martelly’s election that 
“everyone” in the area had voted for him. Martelly’s five years in 
power, though, were marked by bitter clashes with Haiti’s opposition and
 increasingly brazen examples of alleged corruption involving the PHTK 
itself as well as Martelly’s family.
The first round of Moïse’s 
election was derailed by allegations of fraud and an opposition that 
vowed to kill voters — “machetes and stones in hand” — at the polls. He 
eventually won 56% of the vote in a crowded field in a November 2016 
contest marked by feeble participation and overseen by an interim 
president and political rival, former Sen. Jocelerme Privert. Moïse 
entered office promising an aggressive infrastructure program to help 
revive Haiti’s economy, still struggling from the 2010 earthquake. Many 
foreign commentators said that Moïse was “unknown” before throwing his 
hat in the ring for the presidency. But what they really meant was he 
was unknown to them, the people for whom Port-au-Prince is a stand-in 
for a country of more than 11 million people. Involved in agribusiness 
in the country’s north (and later accused of having made his fortune 
through suspect means), Moïse had served as president of the region’s 
chamber of commerce and had appeared on programs such as Tele 
Métropole’s “Le Point” as early as 2014.
Haiti’s political 
opposition — made up largely of a series of shambolic and violent 
opportunists who have made their living off political instability for 
two decades — never accepted his victory. Even before Moïse took office,
 André Michel, an attorney and professional political agitator 
affiliated with the Secteur Démocratique et Populaire (which is neither 
democratic nor popular), said the opposition would “destroy the country”
 if Moïse became president. Such pronouncements were typical.
Over the next four years, helped along by the PHTK and sometimes by Moïse himself, they did just that.
A
 few months after Moïse took power, a Haitian Senate commission reported
 evidence of widespread fraud and misuse of funds stemming from Haiti’s 
participation in the Venezuelan low-cost oil program known as 
Petrocaribe, which occurred before Moïse had taken office. A subsequent 
report by Haiti’s Court of Auditors and Administrative Disputes claimed 
that firms linked to Moïse when he was a private citizen took part in 
the embezzlement scheme. For many, this was the beginning of the end of 
his presidency.
“When Jovenel came along, he was a good speaker, 
and his presence on the scene meant you would get to know him better 
than the opponents,” said Johnson Deshommes, a young activist who 
initially supported Moïse but turned against the president when he 
“realized that the PHTK clan were still the ones controlling things.” 
Deshommes added, “He kept promising things even when he couldn’t 
deliver; no one in the Petrocaribe affair was arrested.”
By summer
 2018, things began spiraling downward. Massive protests rocked the 
capital as protesters demanded to know what had happened to the missing 
Petrocaribe money. In November 2018, a group of gunmen raided the 
capital’s slum of La Saline in an attack the United Nations said left at
 least 26 people dead, while a report by the Haitian human rights group 
Réseau National de Défense des Droits Humains (RNDDH) put the death toll
 at 71.
Three of those allegedly involved in the attack — former 
police officer Jimmy “Barbecue” Chérizier, Ministry of Interior 
functionary Fednel Monchery and former West Department delegate Joseph 
Pierre Richard Duplan — would be sanctioned by the U.S. State Department
 for their alleged roles in the killings. Chérizier would subsequently 
hold a press conference announcing the formation of the G9 an fanmi e alye,
 an alliance of armed groups around the city that many saw as the 
government’s bludgeon against its rivals. Though Chérizier has 
frequently been pegged as a Moïse loyalist, especially in the foreign 
press, he has said himself that he had been a supporter of Jude Célestin
 and even worked as a bodyguard for a parliamentary candidate from 
Célestin’s political party. It was all very murky.
The use of 
armed gangs, often made up of the quite young, as a political modus 
operandi is perhaps the most lasting legacy of the 2001 to 2004 
government of Jean-Bertrand Aristide, whose Fanmi Lavalas party 
pioneered (if that is the right word) the practice during which the 
gangs were referred to as chimere, after a mythical 
fire-breathing demon. The practice has since metastasized throughout 
Haiti’s body politic so that almost every political current in the 
country has its cadre of gunmen (referred to as baz, or base, in Creole)
 and the gang leaders themselves have grown ever-more powerful, 
gradually approaching an equilibrium with their patrons in the country’s
 economic and political elite.
“For a long time we have had 
different mafias here controlling economic and political life, and 
presidents, senators and deputies exist in this criminal milieu,” says 
Michel Soukar, a Haitian author whose works include “La dernière nuit de
 Cincinnatus Leconte,” a fictionalized account of the explosion that 
claimed the life of another Haitian president in 1912.
By May 
2019, rather than allow a vote on Moïse’s designate for interim prime 
minister, a group of opposition senators led by Antonio “Don Kato” 
Cheramy, a rapper-turned-politician, destroyed the meeting room in 
Haiti’s parliament. After Moïse nominated a Ministry of Finance official
 for the same post four months later, opposition politicians, again led 
by Don Kato, once more vandalized the parliamentary meeting hall, 
leading a group of shrieking partisans into the chamber in what now 
resembles the attempted putsch at the U.S. Capitol on Jan. 6. A violent 
dissident group within the police calling itself the Fantôme 509 also 
began roiling armed demonstrations against the government, and, 
stretching from 2018 into 2019, the opposition was enforcing peyi lòk
 — a terrifying armed strike that brought all commerce and activity in 
the capital to a halt for weeks and that, in the words of Soukar, 
“failed to overthrow Jovenel Moïse but succeeded in overthrowing Haiti.”
Moïse,
 meanwhile, railed against what he charged was the “capture” of Haiti’s 
state by corrupt oligarchs and political operators (some of whose help 
he was happy to accept during his own 2016 campaign) — many of them 
mulattos — and government-aligned magistrates issued a slew of arrest 
warrants, including against wealthy businessman Dimitri Vorbe, whom 
Moïse accused of illicitly profiting from government energy contracts 
under the Préval administration in the mid-2000s and who subsequently 
fled to Miami.
When I met Moïse for the second and last time in November 2019, his mood had darkened considerably.
“Haiti
 is not divided but torn,” he said to me, as he sat on a white and gold 
chair between four large Haitian flags. “We need a national agreement 
where each Haitian can talk to one another, where we can talk about an 
inclusive solution. … The state in Haiti is being held hostage by a 
group of people [and] we have to free that captured state. What 
president elected with almost 60% of the vote would decide today to 
leave office without working on the promises that he has made? Now we 
see the opposition asking for the president to leave, what strategy do 
they bring, what future do they say they have for the country? It is a 
system where it is ‘get out so that I can get in.’ ”
As the instability rolled on, Moïse lost more and more popularity and found himself more and more isolated.
“In
 the beginning, he had a social project that he wanted to accomplish in 
favor of the nation, for example the electrification of the country, the
 construction of irrigation dams on the rivers, the insecurity that he 
wanted to slow down,” said Remise Bélizaire, the co-director of the 
Konbit Sant Sosyokiltirèl Thomonde, headquartered in the town of the 
same name in Haiti’s largely rural Plateau Central, one of many 
forgotten regions that Moïse claimed he wanted to help with his 
so-called caravane du changement (caravan of change).
“But unfortunately, he did not produce, he did not keep promises to the people,” Bélizaire said.
And
 yet, even then, Moïse still had some supporters. But they were not the 
kind of people who haunt social media (especially Twitter), nor were 
they the kind of people who are easily accessible as most of them speak 
only Creole and not the kind of people that the foreign professional 
journalist and analyst class often bother to talk to.
During a 
text-messaging chat earlier this year, a friend who is a recently lapsed
 member of the baz in the poor quarter of St. Martin wrote that “Jovenel
 is a good president but the opposition prevents him from being able to 
work and makes chaos. They are afraid to go to the polls because they 
know no one will vote for them. Haitians do not need transition, we need
 elections and another constitution for the country to prosper.”
The
 fact that voices like this young man’s are almost uniformly absent from
 the analyses that have appeared in recent weeks is maybe something 
worth pondering.
In January 2020, after the terms of most of 
Haiti’s elected parliament expired — the government and the opposition, 
whose first demand for negotiation was that Moïse resign, couldn’t agree
 on a process to hold elections — Moïse began ruling by decree, in an 
almost carbon copy of how former President René Préval had dealt with a 
similar impasse in 1999. When all eight members of Haiti’s Conseil Electoral Provisoire
 (Provisional Electoral Council) resigned in July 2020, Moïse created a 
new electoral council and unilaterally named its members and tasked them
 with organizing local and federal elections and overseeing a commission
 to rewrite Haiti’s often-criticized 1987 constitution. This was to be 
approved by a plebiscite, a move that many called unconstitutional and 
dictatorial. Many constitutional experts charged that the one-year term 
of an interim president should be deducted from his five-year term, but 
Moïse refused to step down before February 2022.
And PHTK, the 
party that Moïse was ostensibly aligned with but by some accounts was 
increasingly at odds with (others within the party deny this), has 
become what many Haitians have described to me alternately as a “poison”
 and a “cancer” on the country, and a survey of its officials provides a
 rogues’ gallery of malefactors and malfeasance.
PHTK Sen. Hervé 
Fourcand figured prominently in the 2019 trial of a former U.S. Marine 
sergeant and Orlando gun shop owner who was found guilty of conspiring 
to illegally export guns and ammunition to Haiti, with WhatsApp messages
 showing Fourcand in regular contact about the shipment. In February 
2021, Canada’s La Presse reported that the wife of PHTK Sen. Rony 
Célestin purchased a $3.4 million waterfront villa for her and the 
senator, paid off in cash. The circumstances of the purchase of the 
villa are currently under investigation by Haiti’s Unité de Lutte Contre
 la Corruption (ULCC), even as Rony Célestin also owns newly constructed
 buildings in the Port-au-Prince neighborhood of Juvenat and a large 
mansion in Haiti’s remote Plateau Central. Yet another PHTK politician, 
Deputy Claude Luc Guillaume, is the nephew of famous Haitian drug 
trafficker Jacques Ketant (who once famously told a Miami court that his
 former friend Aristide was “a drug lord” who had turned Haiti “into a 
narco-country”) and was involved in a July 2019 gun battle that left six
 people dead in Petite-Rivière de Nippes.
By May 2021, Woodly 
“Sonson La Familia” Ethéart — a feared figure in Haiti’s criminal 
underworld who reputedly led the “Gang Galil” and a former business 
partner of Martelly’s brother-in-law, Charles “Kiko” St. Remy — was 
incautiously posting photos to social media of himself enjoying a night 
of music by Martelly in the Dominican Republic before he was arrested by
 police there and transferred to Haiti on what they said was an 
outstanding arrest warrant dating from 2019. Moïse’s collaboration in 
the arrest is said to have outraged some sectors of his own party, as 
was, reportedly, his view that one of the ways to rescue his historical 
legacy was to hold “legitimate” elections this coming September.
In recent months, Moïse had told several international diplomats that he believed he would be killed.
Young activists, meanwhile, felt exasperation about not only Moïse but also what they viewed as a rotten political system.
“The
 cornerstone of a country is the foundation of a state where the 
institutions stand and defend the constitution, whatever it takes,” says
 Deshommes. “But the smartest people never got a chance to govern this 
country. Aristide left us with gangs that until now cause problems. 
Préval should never have been president over Manigat; he did not believe
 in great projects but in small victories and a lot of people in the 
private sector took a lot of advantage of that. In no other country in 
the world would Michel Martelly ever run for the presidency because of 
his past.”
Haitians have learned not to look abroad for a solution to their problems, either.
The
 so-called Core Group (made up of the ambassadors of Brazil, Canada, 
France, Germany, Spain and the U.S., and representatives of the 
Organization of American States, the EU and U.N.) is widely viewed as 
little more than a kind of collective proconsul, dictating to the 
country the path outside powers demand it should take.
Though some
 Haitians might have hoped for an improvement in the level of discourse 
about their country in the U.S. since former President Donald Trump’s 
“shithole countries” comment in 2018, the individuals populating the 
U.S. House Foreign Affairs Committee are enough to give one pause. In 
February 2021, Rep. Andy Levin of Michigan mocked Moïse in a tweet for 
having “no evidence to support claims of a conspiracy against his life.”
 In October 2019, Levin posted a photo to his Twitter account and 
described his meeting with “a brave delegation from Haiti.” In the 
photo, Levin posed with Evallière Beauplan, who voiced his support for 
overthrowing René Préval after the 2010 earthquake and faced accusations
 of corruption during his time in parliament, and Croix-des-Bouquets 
Mayor Rony Colin, who runs a radio station called Radio Zenith that more
 than one Haitian has compared to Rwanda’s genocidal Radio Mille 
Collines.
During a recent House hearing on Haiti, Rep. Maxine 
Waters of California, whom I watched party with Aristide at Haiti’s 
National Palace in 2004 as protesters whom she mocked and degraded were 
being savagely repressed by his government, appeared to think it was 
still 2001, declaring at a recent congressional hearing on Haiti “I am 
Lavalas” out of loyalty to Aristide’s political party, which has been in
 political eclipse for almost 20 years now.
By
 the time Moïse was killed in the early morning hours of July 7 — after 
frantically calling to the nation’s police as his personal security had 
abandoned him — the mercenaries who cut him down were adding but one 
more life, no matter how grand, to Haiti’s butcher’s bill of recent 
years.
In February, in an operation targeted against the 5 Segonn
 gang, believed to be one of the main movers behind the recent spate of 
kidnapping, police raided the gang’s stronghold in the impoverished 
quarter of Village de Dieu. The raid ended in disaster with 6 police 
officers killed, their last moments shared on social media by gang 
members who can be heard gloating in the footage.
Thousands have 
been displaced in fighting between armed groups in the capital’s 
Martissant, Bel Air, and Cite Soleil neighborhoods. In June, the leader 
of the G9 coalition of armed groups, Chérizier, released a video in 
which he was surrounded by dozens of armed, masked men saying a “major 
revolution” was beginning in Haiti. Only days later, Haiti journalist 
Diego Charles and feminist activist Antoinette Duclaire were slain in 
Port-au-Prince’s Christ-Roi neighborhood, two of more than a dozen 
killed that night, with Duclaire having said before her murder, “you 
deal with death on a daily basis. When you leave home, there’s no 
certainty that you will return. They can assassinate you, kidnap you.”
And on and on and on …
In
 Jacques Roumain’s book “Gouverneurs de la rosée,” published in 1944 at 
the height of the despotic rule of Élie Lescot, he wrote of “how far 
things were from the good old days of the konbit, from the virile joyous
 chants of the men folk, from the sparkling, swinging hoes in the sun, 
from those happy years when we used to dance the minuet under the arbors
 with the carefree voices of dark young girls bursting forth like a 
fountain in the night.”
In Haiti, they have a saying, lane pase toujou pi bon (past years are always better).
Since the murder of Haiti’s president — the fifth president from Haiti’s grand nord
 to be slain — all the actors have been playing their parts. The former 
police officer known as Barbecue has been ratcheting up incitement on 
social media and led an armed march in the slain president’s honor 
through downtown Port-au-Prince. Haiti’s current ruling class cobbled 
together a new “consensus” government that includes virtually no one 
outside of their own circle and were given the helpful nod of the Core 
Group. The president’s wife, wounded in the attack that killed her 
husband, returned to Haiti from her convalescence in Miami, dressed all 
in black, and denounced the “traitors” who had surrounded her husband at
 his funeral. Even Dimitri Vorbe — who, in a broadcast a few weeks 
before Moïse’s murder, rambled about an electoral timeline, called the 
president a “sucker” and “ugly” and told him “you don’t have much time 
left” — took a moment to post a smiling selfie of himself on his Twitter
 account, ostensibly celebrating Argentina’s win over Brazil in the Copa
 America, three days after the president’s murder.
The people of 
Cité Soleil, Martissant, Bel Air and other marginalized neighborhoods in
 the capital cling to hope within their communities to lift themselves 
up, with little help from the government or anyone else. In the 
countryside, in communities like Thomonde, Bombardopolis and Gros-Morne,
 people do the same. Old rivalries — between city and countryside, 
between black and mulatto, between north and south — once muted if not 
absent, now seem reanimated.
Moïse is gone, but the system that he
 was part of and ostensibly was fighting against, made of blood and 
bone, both predated him and will outlast him.
“I believe the 
president opened his eyes once he started understanding the system,” 
says Deshommes. “He became a danger to their interests but tout bèt jennen mòd (a cornered animal will bite). By then it was too late, and he was fighting alone.”