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Not With a Pop Rock but a Whimper
by Mad Dog


That’s not all Mitchell did. Later in his career he made discoveries which were used to develop Cool Whip, Jell-O, and Tang. I think it’s safe to say he was the anti-Alice Waters. 
It’s starting to feel like all the greats are dying. In recent months we’ve lost Ray Charles, Marlon Brando, and Ronald Reagan. Now before you go getting your Spider-Man Underoos in a knot, I’m not saying this because I’m waxing nostalgic over a bunch of old-timers, nor am I belittling the young upstarts who have wet dreams about taking their places. But think about it, can you imagine Justin Timberlake, Ben Stiller, and George W. Bush attaining exalted spots alongside their now-dead mentors? Of course I could be wrong. After all, I predicted Smarty Jones was going to win the Triple Crown and now it turns out his career is over and the poor guy is going to spend the rest of his life on some farm earning tons of money for having sex with lots of different partners, a retirement we should all be so lucky to end up with.

   While over time the hole left when someone great dies will eventually be filled — after all, as we learned in physics, nature abhors a vacuum nearly as much as a man who has to clean the house — there are some people who are just flat out irreplaceable. You know, people like William Mitchell, who recently died at the age of 92. In case you’ve been too busy waiting to see if they were just playing a joke and Friends will actually return in the fall to check out the obituaries well, Mitchell made our world a more fun place in which to live when he invented Pop Rocks. Of course you remember Pop Rocks, they were the fruit-flavored candy nuggets that exploded in your mouth and, if you believed the rumors, could be deadly were you dumb, crazy, or daredevil enough to wash them down with a carbonated beverage. So deadly, went the story, that cute little Mikey, the obnoxious brat on the TV commercials who liked Life cereal, died after eating six bags of pop rocks chased by a 6-pack of Pepsi. They said he exploded. And died. But the truth is he didn’t do either one. That proves there is no justice.


Where do you go after individually wrapped peanut butter slices, Spongebob Squarepants Pop Tarts, and individual microwaveable coffee “tea bags” can be picked up at the corner market? 
   Pop Rocks weren’t Mitchell’s first contribution to making our world a better place in which to eat. During World War II he discovered a substitute for tapioca, which apparently was in short supply. Why tapioca was so popular and why anyone wanted it badly enough to be interested in a lab-created substitute is a question best left to bored historians, school cafeteria menu-makers, and people who worry about the possibility of a new shortage developing thanks to the popularity of pearl tea, the drink sensation that looks like a turned-off lava lamp and has caused an increase in hernia operations due to overexertion from sucking big gelatinous globules through thick straws in the name of trendy refreshment.

   That’s not all Mitchell did. Later in his career he made discoveries which were used to develop Cool Whip, Jell-O, and Tang. I think it’s safe to say he was the anti-Alice Waters. So the question is: With a resume like that, who’s going to replace him? Certainly not the Stephen Hawking wannabe who came up with Krispy Kreme’s new Frozen Original Kreme, which is a drinkable version of the company’s sugar coma-inducing doughnuts, the perfect refreshment for anyone who wants to cut back on their fluffy carbohydrates while keeping cool and taking a break from overpriced Smoothies filled with delicious things nature never intended us to put in our bodies, like wheat grass, spirulina, and used Swiffers.


Is there really much of a market for Oreos with cookies that split apart automatically thanks to tiny electric motors which are 250 times smaller than a human hair? 
   This isn’t to say that coming up with new food items is easy, especially since, to quote Charles Duell, Commissioner of the U.S. Patent Office in 1899 completely out of context, "Everything that can be invented has been invented." Where do you go after P.B. Slices individually wrapped peanut butter slices, Spongebob Squarepants Pop Tarts, and individual microwaveable coffee “tea bags” can be picked up at the corner market? True, you could use the current darling scientific techniques, nanotechnology and genetic manipulation, but is there really much of a market for Oreos with cookies that split apart automatically thanks to tiny electric motors which are 250 times smaller than a human hair, or Spongebob Squarepants yellow flesh watermelons with only two seeds — right where the eyes should be? Hey, that was rhetorical. I don’t really want to know the answer.

   The genius of Pop Rocks is their simplicity, they’re just carbon dioxide encased candy. The truth is, they don’t need to be replaced, since after being pulled off the market in 1983 they came back as Action Candy, and are now available under their original name. But since we always need something new and exciting in our lives, someone should consider mixing William Mitchell’s discoveries posthumously so we can walk down to the corner store and load up on Exploding Cool Whip, Jell-O-Pops, and Tang-Bang. And they say everything that can be invented has. Hah!

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