Indeed, I grew up in a 'developing nation' that was quite livable. Not starving children in the streets. Even then, no where near the US standard of living. Small island, no running water, ate fish caught from the sea, electricity for 2 hours on Friday, one or two small trucks, transportation was on handmade fishing boats built from the palm trees.

I only visited the US a few times in my childhood, and it stood out like a fairytale land in my dreams. Today, the standard of living in the US is even more advanced than when I was a child 30 years ago. The US is still a mythic land of legend for most of the world today.

As someone living in a third world country, I can't help chuckling every time I see people discussing "poverty in America".

Yeah, I tend to agree

Developing nations don't have a long queue of people trying to get in unless a really hard issue comes along (think Venezuela and Syria level problems)