One evening you retire to bed around 11pm as usual, but your sleep is restless and progressively less comfortable. At last you open your eyes to confused new surroundings. You find yourself in a run-down shanty with bright, hot sunlight blazing through the slits in the windows.
You immediately make for the door and head outside, where you find all of your neighbors (the Fergusons, Mr. Sherman, etc.) wandering around, staring confusedly at the sun and the dirty street. Babies are crying. It's hot.
After a few minutes of conversation and detective work, you all accept the fact that you are in Africa, but how you got there is a total mystery. After several hours, you learn that it wasn't just your neighborhood that was transported here, but the entire population of North America. And, there isn't a single native African to be found south of Kenya.
The Africans woke up in American, Canadian, and Mexican beds, equally bewildered.
I'd like to know what you will do from here. Also, how will your people cope with their new surroundings? Compare that to the African people who have found themselves stranded in an industrialized society with very little technological training.