Dunyodagi eng katta kapitalistik davlat yurtiga birinchi marta kelganimda, Amerika Qo'shma Shtatlaridagi kapitalizm unumdorligining kuchi meni hayratga soldi. Hali 16 yoshga to'lmagan o'smir sifatida men yuzlab gektar yerni haydayotgan va tonnalab makkajo'xori hamda soya donini yetishtirayotgan ulkan traktorlar va kombaynlarni ko'rdim; bularning hammasini bitta oila boshqarardi. Men dehqonning qo'llarini ko'rdim: ular ekayotgan yer tufayli qotib qolgan, yer keltirayotgan pul tufayli esa yumshagan edi. O'sha paytda men bu butun faoliyatni moliyalashtirayotgan banklarning ko'rinmas qo'llarini ko'rmadim. O'shanda men hech qanday inqirozning belgisini ko'ra olmasdim.

When I first arrived at the land of the largest capitalist nation in the world, I was amazed by the power of capitalism productivity in the United States of America. As a young teenager, less than 16 years old, I saw huge tractors and combines cultivating hundreds of acres and producing tons of corn and soybean grain; all operated by a single family. I saw the hands of a farmer hardened by the land he cultivates and softened by the money his land generates. I did not see then the invisible hands of the banks financing all that operation. I could not see any signs of failure then.