🧸 When a Toddler Runs the Country
A political fairy tale for the age of ego and sippy cups.
Once upon a time, in a land full of grown-ups, a toddler became king.
No one knew quite how it happened.
One day he was pointing at airplanes and shouting, “MINE,”
and the next he was behind a giant desk scribbling with crayons and declaring everything “FAKE.”
He wore a crown made of glitter and glue and called himself the smartest boy in the land.
He had very important meetings where he colored outside the lines and demanded everyone clap.
When someone told him no, he stomped his feet and threw a fit.
When people asked him questions, he shouted, “I know everything!”
And when the kingdom needed help, he threw pudding at the wall and blamed the grown-ups.
He built giant block towers and said, “Only I can fix it!”
Then he knocked them over and blamed the baby next door.
He didn’t share.
He didn’t listen.
And if he didn’t like what someone said, he’d plug his ears and yell, “LALALALA!”
Every mess was someone else’s fault.
Every broken toy was “stolen.”
And every time things got hard, he made a new rule that made things worse.
He gave jobs to his stuffed animals.
He held parades for himself.
He told everyone he won the race—even when he lost.
And the kingdom?
Well, the kingdom got tired.
Tired of tantrums.
Tired of chaos.
Tired of pretending the emperor’s diaper wasn’t full.
Until one day, someone finally said what everyone else was thinking:
“He’s not a king.
He’s just a kid who never grew up.”
And little by little, the kingdom began to remember how grown-ups are supposed to act:
With kindness.
With patience.
With responsibility.
Because running a country isn’t the same as running around yelling, “I’m the best!”
And power without maturity just makes a big, loud mess.
🧠 Final Thought
This isn’t just a story. It’s a warning.
When leadership is reduced to tantrums, ego, and blame-shifting, we all pay the price.
Our systems, our institutions, and our values cannot survive under the rule of someone who governs like a toddler demanding another cookie.
The problem isn’t just childish behavior.
It’s that too many adults are pretending it’s strength.
Real strength is restraint.
Real leadership is listening.
And real patriotism is wanting better than a highchair throne.
It’s time to stop normalizing the noise
—and start expecting more from the people who claim to lead us.