The Man You Blame for the Price

Cedar Valley News
Fictorial Number 420 · September 22, 2026
The Man You Blame for the Price
By George Khan

There is a grocer named Mario Berlanga, out in Las Vegas, and last spring the place in his store where the limes should have been sat empty.

Not low. Empty. He had stopped carrying them. A case of limes which ran him $30 one month cost him nearly $90 the next, and there is only so far a small grocer can chase a price like the one before he pulls the crate and leaves the shelf bare. The tomatoes were going the same road. He began selling some things, cereal among them, at no profit at all. He knew he could not do it for long.

I have never met Mario Berlanga. I do not need to. I have stood behind my own counter for enough years to know exactly what an empty space where the limes go looks like, and exactly what it costs the man staring at it. But the empty crate is not the part of his story which stopped me.

This is. When his prices went up, he said, some of his customers understood. And some of them looked at him and decided he was the one robbing them.

Read it twice, because the whole cruelty is in it. Here is a man whose limes had priced themselves off his own shelf, a man selling his cereal at no profit. And some of the people he has fed for years walk in, see the new number, and conclude the one squeezing them is him.

It is the oldest injustice in my trade, and I have felt it a hundred times. The grocer is the last hand a price passes through before it reaches you, so the grocer is the hand you blame. You do not see the crate which tripled in price in a single month. You do not see the grower, or the freight, or the long chain of reasons back of the shelf. You see me, and the number, and my name above the door, and it is the easiest thing in the world to decide the number is my greed.

I want to say it plainly, from behind the counter, for Mario Berlanga and every small grocer like him. The man selling you eggs did not make the price of eggs. He is only the face you can see, standing at the end of a long line of things you cannot: the grower, the shortage, the freight, the hundred costs settled long before the carton ever reached his cooler. He is nearest the pain. So he catches the blame for it. I have caught it myself, for a price I would gladly have charged less, had the world only let me.

Not everyone makes the same choice. One of Mario’s regulars, a retired woman who drives clear across town to shop with him, said she and her husband would simply have to give some things up. Same empty shelf. Same higher number. One customer had decided Mario was taking more from him; she decided the world was pressing on the two of them at once, her side of the counter and his. The price was identical. Only the judgment of the man behind it was not.

So here is what I would ask of you, the next time the number on a shelf jumps and something in you wants to blame the tired person ringing it up.

Before you decide the grocer is picking your pocket, look again. The person standing nearest a price is rarely the person who made it. The number was handed to him too.

And if a kind word rises in you, say it. It costs you nothing, and it lands somewhere. You will not have fixed his hard month. You will only have refused to add your own blame to the weight he was already carrying.

I hope Mario Berlanga makes it. Somewhere in Las Vegas tonight, the limes are still gone from his shelf, and a man in an apron is bracing for the next face through his door. Be the one who does not blame him for the weather. He did not make the price. He is only the one standing close enough to catch it.

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Cedar Valley News has a Letters to the Editor page, and I would be glad to hear from you. When did you last catch yourself blaming the person nearest a price for a number they never set? Write to us. And if we have gotten something wrong, write and tell us, and we will run the correction.

This fictorial is part of the fictional Cedar Valley News series, written by Evan Swensen, Publisher, and Claude Marshall, AI Developmental Editor. While George Khan and the town of Cedar Valley are fictional, Mario Berlanga and his store, Mario’s Westside Market in Las Vegas, are real, as are his words and the events described. As reported by FOX5 Las Vegas (KVVU) in April 2026, a case of limes rose from about $30 to nearly $90, tomatoes ran short, and Mr. Berlanga kept selling some items, cereal among them, at no profit; he said some customers understood the higher prices while others assumed he was simply taking more from them. FOX5 attributed the 2026 increases largely to new tariffs and related supply pressures; George’s fictorial concerns not the cause of the price but the person left holding it.

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