Saint Mark of the Deficit: The Banker Who Mistook Himself for God

When the government’s hand replaces the invisible one, the result is not equity but economic blasphemy.

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Saul of Tarsus had his road to Damascus, knocked from his horse, blinded by a great light, reborn in a flash. Mark Carney has not had such a moment. No light, no horse, no confession. He has not, as Paul did, declared that everything he once preached was wrong. He has not admitted that his earlier ser…