I visited Haiti when I was 14. Baby Doc was in power then. My parents took me along--what does a 14-year-old know about dictatorships? We stayed at a nice hotel (Royal Haitian something-or-other), and naturally we were shieled from all the nastiness as much as possible. Still, when you drove to and from the airport, the poverty was visible and awful--people living in shacks and lean-to's without electricity or clean water or plumbing or anything, really. I remember visiting the Iron Market, being mobbed by beggars; I gave out some dollars but that just made them crowd me quadruple.
We also drove through Petionville and it was beautiful and a well-off suburban community. I'm not sure what this all means, except, horrendous as living conditions were for the so msny, and brutal as the dictatorship was, it was STILL better than Aristide and then all that followed him. At least there wasn't utter anarchy, with roving gangs of political murderers really fighting for their share of the criminal turf and not "politics." There wasn't any "necklacing" (unless the ton ton macoute were doing it in private, but I gather their methods were more designed to extend agony, and putting a rubber tire around someone's neck and setting it on fire would have been too quick and crude for them). Awful as the ton ton macoute were, they kept order. Of course, you could say the same of Saddam Hussien's various secret police/torture agencies. but the ton ton macoutes didn't murder MILLIONS. Sometimes a matter of magnitude produces a difference in kind.
Edited for dopey typos.