There’s a new letter, and you’re not it.

For a century, getting rich topped out at a word you could say with a straight face: millionaire. An M. Then we let the B’s happen — billionaires — and quietly agreed it was the same word with a worse vowel. It is not the same word. And as of today there’s a third tier nobody is emotionally prepared for: the T. A trillionaire is not a spicy B. The jump from a billion to a trillion isn’t a raise, it’s a change of species — Elon didn’t climb the ladder, he left the food chain. You can’t even be jealous of him correctly. Envy doesn’t reach that far; it’s a goldfish resenting the moon.