24 October 2025
By Publisher Ray Carmen
They say nations are ruled by presidents, kings, and parliaments , but look closer, and you’ll find a different sovereign on the throne.
It does not breathe. It does not speak.
Yet it commands armies, elects leaders, topples regimes, and seduces the conscience of mankind.
Its name is Money.
Once, power came from crowns of gold and divine right. Then, from constitutions and creeds.
But in our modern world, money is the new Magna Carta , the parchment that defines freedom, justice, and survival.
A piece of paper, yes , but one that carries the weight of civilization itself.
Money buys not just things, but time, truth, and tolerance. It decides who eats, who rules, who is remembered, and who is erased.
It shapes policy more than politics, dictates diplomacy more than doctrine, and speaks louder than prayer in the temples of the world economy.
The President of the World doesn’t live in the White House or the Kremlin.
It resides in stock exchanges, digital ledgers, and private vaults , a silent deity worshipped across all borders and beliefs.
Even morality bends under its signature; even ideology yields before its face.
And yet , it is nothing more than paper and ink, a promise backed by faith, not fact.
The greatest illusion ever printed.
So perhaps the ultimate irony of our age is this:
We chase the symbol of wealth, not wealth itself.
We trade our time, our loyalty, even our humanity , for the currency of control.
In the end, every empire, every system, every soul must face the same truth:
Money rules not because it is powerful, but because we believe it is.
And as long as belief endures, this paper crown will remain. the President of the World.
