The fact that you realise the west is not your friend and is not interested in an equal relationship based on respect with anyone... the US doesn't even respect the EU and is using it to sell products and make money out of them... the suggestion that there might be an alternative path than the selfish greedy self centred path the US has taken is a victory in itself.
The thing you are describing didn't happen overnight.
It was a long and constant process that started with the accumulation of capital back in the 80s.
People have an issue with linking the dots sometimes. For example, they cant make a clue of the fact, that back in the 80s they had five different banks on the street outside. Different ones, grouping a different capital. Having a different portfolio and security parameters. You could easily pick the one you find convenient.
The thing is long gone. The entire banking system in the US is owned by FOUR capital groups.
Those people don't care about the local population's needs. They give shit about the national interest, as they are doing business worldwide.
While the process was continuous, people didn't realize the results. And get used to them. Slowly. Like a frog boiled.
Now they have a problem with reminding themselves what was the difference. How they worked in a local company, owned by a local business. Financed by a local bank. Where every part of the structure cared, as was involved in the whole local system.
The thing remained me when I was in Genua. We had an apartment in the most prestigious neighborhood called Nervi. Why was it "prestigious"? Well ... not because being so fancy as an old town, but it was owned by the most wealthy people living there. Armators, bankers, owners of the insurance companies. On Friday evening, helicopters started to arrive all around. They were coming home after a week in the office in Rome. Using bloody privately owned helicopters.
On the street where our app was located, by a lazy walk there were about TEN banks. Local banks, with names I haven't ever seen in my life. "Banco Locale di Genoa" etc.
Everything there was local. People know each other for generations.
On Friday evening, a small restaurant was opening on the beach, here :
And those people, being billionaires, ministers, and bankers, were sitting there on plastic chairs, greeting each other and smiling at their friends they haven't seen for a week.
They knew that we arrived, new folks in the neighborhood, half a day after.
And a nice lady in a local grocery store at the corner already knew that I mustn't buy bread because my daughters did, an hour earlier ...
It was something phenomenal. Either we will get back to this style of mutual respect or will die.