I'm a laid off web developer who worked as a Government Contractor for four years. I've been looking for a job since April and I haven't received a single phone call about a job from a human. I have over ten years of experience.
I'm in constant anxiety panic attacks. This is leaps and bounds worse than looking for a job during COVID.
As a dude that grew up in Texas I say this from the bottom of my heart,
"Fuck off Ted! Musk took mine and all these other folks jobs! Fuck him and fuck you! I would say go back where you come from, but I like Canadians and they don't deserve to have to deal with you!"
A. Dead. It's freaking Peru and I'm a tubby weakling from the swamps. The elements will strike me down.
B. Fine. I got an alpaca wool poncho so I won't be that out of place. I'll bring some survival books and a bug out bag.
C. New World Order. "Ok fellas you see all these funky looking codices on multiple shelves? Some of them have your future and the future of the peoples living on the continent north of you. See these maps, accurate to the finger length. All yours for the price of making friends with the altepeme around Lake Texcoco and killing anyone with my skin color immediately for the rest of time."
I would set up a program where the teachers in Philadelphia public schools would have their school supplies highly subsidized by myself.
The local food banks would receive five figure donations directly from myself.
I would look into water retention and distribution in drought stricken parts of Mexico. If I could help I would leverage my money effectively to make sure humans have access to safe drinking water in the region. If acting directly would cause harm I would fund researchers until an appropriate solution could be found.
Create an app that teaches the indigenous languages of the Americas while hiring native speakers for accuracy.
"You're not a real man unless you drink unfiltered stagnant pond water."