My mind is gone. Start digging my grave, gents. I am sitting here in a Third World village and I let Whitey make snarky and patronizing remarks about being a spoiled First Worlder. Oh, man, tamp it down good and solid. Hahahaha.
Hey, Whitey, have you ever lived in the Third World? Er, have you ever actually visited the Third World? Or, are you just being snarky? (This is a rhetorical question.)
Unheated houses with winter temps in low 30’s. (I have a fireplace, but usually just put on more clothes.)
House wiring limited to 30 amp service, and costs over 130 kwh a month, explode.
When I came here, people still lived in houses made of sticks, with palm roofs. As people have gone to the US, the first thing they do is build a block house with concrete roof. So, the town has changed a lot.
In the Third World today, there is a mixture of poverty and old ways of living. I know people who cook over a wood fire. And, we have installed US type wiring using fixtures from Home Depot.
The rich guys drive new Escalades. There are modest people who keep 1976 Chevrolet pickups running, and a lot of imported Rangers. My next door neighbor rides around on his burro. Mostly, people walk or take a kombi (passenger van). They used to be VW buses, but now they have large Toyota vans or Nissans. A lot of taxis, the Korean ones with the twisted H symbol.
And, yes, there are a few people who don’t eat well. We help what we can, but with paid odd jobs, not charity, unless someone wants more schooling and needs financial help. And, yes, I teach free English classes, and sometimes programming. A few students asked me to teach OBDII, just the basics, of course.
I dress much like the neighbors. Okay, okay, sloppier, but this helps me fit in.
I know something about the Third World which is a difference between us, probably.