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“Certainly, patients may be noncompliant, but how relevant is the notion of compliance in rural Haiti? Doctors may instruct their patients to eat well. But the patients will 'refuse' if they have no food. They may be told to sleep in an open room and away from others, and here again they will be 'noncompliant' if they do not expand and remodel their miserable huts. They may be instructed to go to a hospital. But if hospital care must be paid for in cash, as is the case throughout Haiti, and the patients have no cash, they will be deemed 'grossly negligent'.”

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Pathologies of Power: Health, Human Rights, and the New War on the Poor

Pathologies of Power delves into the complex relationship between health and human rights, analyzing the effects of societal policies on vulnerable populations. The author critically assesses the challenges faced by the poor in accessing healthcare and the broader implications of power imbalances in these areas. more

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Paul Farmer
Paul Farmer

Paul Farmer is an American medical anthropologist born on October 26, 1959. He has had a profound impact in the field of global health, particularly in the research and policy of tropical diseases and public health. Farmer is known for his work in providing medical services and advocating for social justice in impoverished areas. more

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