While the world burns, billionaires throw parties.
Jeff Bezos’s extravagant wedding in Venice — surrounded by celebrities, royalty, and fellow billionaires — is more than just a display of obscene wealth. It’s a deeply unconscious reenactment of his own unresolved childhood wounds, projected onto the world stage.
Bezos was born to a teenage mother, barely out of childhood herself. A 17-year-old girl cannot possibly meet the emotional needs of a newborn. Her son’s cries were likely met with silence, frustration, or confusion. And now, as an adult, Bezos too cannot hear the cries of those around him — not the cries of the exploited workers, the displaced families, or even the protesters outside his golden circus.
What we are witnessing is the tragic repetition compulsion Alice Miller so clearly described. Bezos, like many who reach great power, unconsciously reenacts the pain of being unseen and unheard — this time by becoming the all-powerful figure. He has become the father or stepfather who held the power in his early life, not to break the cycle, but to continue it. This is how the wounded child becomes the ruling tyrant, mistaking control for healing.
Venice itself, a sinking city, becomes the perfect backdrop — a metaphor for what happens when emotional blindness, repression, and greed rise unchecked: beauty erodes, foundations rot, and collapse becomes inevitable.
The media may swoon over the guest list, the fashion, the spectacle. But for those with eyes to see, the truth is plain: this was not a celebration of love — it was a performance of power. A public fairy tale masking a private tragedy.
And as long as society continues to worship repression, idolize false selves, and ignore the screams of the abandoned child — these toxic reenactments will go on, repeating like a broken record, until the world learns to feel.
—Sylvie
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