NancyLynn once (maybe twice) mentioned she had an uncle, a
physician, who spent some time working in Africa. At a family gathering last
summer, I met Dr. Swift. A quiet, unprepossessing man, he quickly fascinated me
with information bits about how mental illness was perceived in Tanzania. He
said that he was publishing a book about his experiences there. When the book
was published, I immediately ordered it. I read it this fall. My major criticism
is that the book ended.
His writing covered the time from his and his family’s
arrival in 1967 until their departure in 1974. He worked as an employee of the
new Tanzanian government, setting up a mental health system and, along with his
Tanzanian colleagues, training future doctors, nurses and aides. He was based in
Dar es Salaam but often traveled the country, setting up a regionally based
system, in spite of the obstacles sometimes placed in his way by a few contract
physicians who were leftovers from the colonial system or by the lack of
immediate funding and personnel. He was able to persuade those in charge to
place mentally ill in hospitals, not prisons. His own wry comments on his
struggle with his own reactions to the foot dragging by government bureaucracy
resonated with some of the experiences my colleagues and I have working in the
state system.
Although the chapters are organized by the years he was
there, these chapters were filled with short stories about the people and
systems he met – government-in-exile liberation movement leaders, Jane Goodall,
Zanzibar’s tyrannical government, Tanzanian medical students and colleagues, and
interesting friends and neighbors. His criticism of how US aid is not in the
best interests of the people of the receiving country touched me in a way more
cynical thinking could not, although it should not have surprised me.
Although I initially thought the book rather expensive ($38
or so for a relatively thin paperback), by the time I was halfway through, I
thought it worth every penny. There is a gentleness and lack of
self-aggrandizement in his writing that I found engaging.