It’s not something I’m proud of, but I spent about a year working in an West African sawmill, back in the 70’s.
(Yes. “Denuding the rain forest” is the current, more “woke” term.)
That said, I worked eight hours every day with some of the poorest and nicest people I’ve ever met.
However, some of them were credulous to a fault.
For example, more than one coworker informed me that another of their fellow machine operators also had the gift of teleportation.
An elderly employee asked in all seriousness, if the American astronauts had found god when they landed on the moon.
Others warned of zombies walking amongst the patrons at the village market.
The basic point being that just as the Lenape people who allegedly “sold” Manhattan for a few trinkets had no equivalent to the European concept of landownership, many of the third world country populations now being “converted” to Adventism have no idea what they bought into when they were baptized.
And just as I’m ashamed of the work I did there, it seems to me that Adventism’s ongoing missionary efforts in developing countries is an incredibly disgraceful state of affairs and even an essentially deceitful enterprise.