When I was 4, I genuinely thought the world was run by a self-reinforcing economic aristocracy who used fiscal policy, media ownership, and international lending institutions to preserve the illusion of national sovereignty while actually operating a global asset management system disguised as politics. I was completely certain that elected officials were just avatars selected by market algorithms to simulate public consent, and that every "public-private partnership" was just a polite euphemism for laundering power through bureaucracy.
I remember watching a news segment about tax reform and asking my mum why capital gains were taxed lower than labour, as if that wasn’t the state explicitly rewarding wealth hoarding over productivity. I couldn’t believe no one else had noticed that the IMF was just a debt-collection agency with a fancy name, or that GDP growth was treated as sacred doctrine despite being a metric that actively rewards environmental collapse and wage suppression. I thought the World Bank was a bit on the nose but respected the honesty.
I even made a crayon diagram once explaining how "trickle-down economics" was just a myth constructed to pacify the working class with aspirational rhetoric while ensuring liquidity remained concentrated in the hands of rentier capital. I taped it to the fridge next to my drawing of an onychonycteris.
Then when I turned 6 I realised just how silly I was being.
Can't believe I thought something so stupid for 2 years smh.