The headline says “inflation cooling.” Wall Street hit a record. That’s the same fucking sentence.

Wholesale prices are still 4.7% higher than last year. Four-point-seven goddamn percent. Last year the grocery bill already hurt. This year it hurts more. The rent went up again. The gas did too. And the people reading that as “good news” are the ones buying S&P 500 at all-time highs.

The S&P closed at 7,798 Thursday. The Dow at 53,839. Record after fucking record. Whose record? Not ours. Not the family checking the grocery receipt twice because the total still doesn’t match what they budgeted. Not the single mom doing the math on whether the kids get new shoes this month or next.

When Wall Street sets a record, somebody is getting paid. When the wholesale inflation print “cools” to 4.7%, somebody is still buying the same basket for 4.7% more. They’re not the same somebody. They have never been the same somebody. The donor class gets the champagne. The checkout line gets the bullshit.

This is the part where the financial press swears the economy is “resilient.” Resilient for whom? The people who already had money got richer last week. The people who don’t still don’t. The working family, the rural family, the family that’s been “cautiously optimistic” since 2022 is still in the same shit-show — just with the gas tank a little emptier.

Don’t tell me inflation is cooling while you’re toasting an all-time high. Cool inflation is still inflation. Record markets still come out of somebody’s overtime and somebody’s skipped prescription refill.

Take the Dow down a notch before you tell the checkout line it’s fine. The champagne toast and the grocery receipt both got stamped this week.

Source story: Wall Street hits records on cooler US inflation data; Asian shares fall.