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TABLE OF CONTENTS
INTRODUCTION
AMAZING CEREAL STATISTICS
PART I: THE PROFITS OF HEALTH
1. MANIFEST STOMACH ACHE
Diagnosis: Dyspepsia,
Put Back the Bran,
Water, Water Everywhere
2. APOCALYPSE CHOW
A Vision of Health, John Harvey Kellogg, The Printer's Devil, Biologic
Living, The Perfect Flake
3. THE ORIGINAL GRAPE NUT
The Road to Wellville, There's A Reason, Asinine Views
4. THE GREAT CEREAL RUSH
Quacks and Flakes, Sunny Jim, Edible Linoleum, It's in the
Shreds
5. BATTLE CREEK BABYLON
The Flunkey, None Genuine Without this Signature, The Flaming
Sword, Battle
of the Bran, I Don't Like Applesauce
PART II: THE DAWN OF THE GRAIN GODS
6. SOME LIKE IT HOT - AND MUSHY
The Oatmeal King, Autocrat of the Breakfast Table, Rastus, I
Dare You, Shot
From Guns
7. SPOON IN TOMMORROW
The First Jingle, Skippy and the Lindbergh Baby, Tom Mix,
Shazam!, The
All-American Boy, Breakfast of Champions
8. BUILDING THE BETTER MOUTH TRAP
Snap, Crackle, Pop, The Mouse That Scored, The Mental Kid,
Cheerioats
PART III: PRESWEET STAMPEDE
9. DYNAMITE IN A DISH
Ranger Joe Breaks Trail, Cuts Up Your Mouth Like Glass,
Frosting on the
Flakes, Edible Alphabet, The Big Red K
10. LEO THE LION
Black and White Breakfast, The Gold Dust Twins, Sugar Pops
are Tops,
Superman
11. Tummy Vision
Wizards of the Breakfast Table, Blast Off, Oaters
12. THE CARTON CLUB
The Colorful Subconscious, Post Tries Harder, By Nook or By
Crook, Kellogg
Culture
13. DISNEY DIASPORA
He's GR-R-REAT, Big Oafish, Marky Maypo Steals the Show
PART III: SATURDAY MORNING SALESMEN
14. FROM HILLBILLIES TO BUBBLEGUM
Mornings in Mayberry, The Jethro Bowl, Oh, That's Corny, Bob
Richards for
President, Rock 'n' Bowl
15. YOGI AND THE FUN HOGS
Smarter than the Average Bear, The Banana Splits, Little Leos
16. POST MORTEM
The Advertising Beat, Linus the Lionhearted, Breakfast in
Bedrock,
Freeze-Dried Flop, Little Boxes - Big Problems
17. PSYCHEDELIC CEREAL
Rocky and Bullwinkle, Silly Rabbit, Marbits and Monstrosities
18. THE KINGDOM OF CRUNCH
Cap'n Crunch, Quisp and Quake, Team Players
PART IV: THE CEREAL REFORMATION
19. ULTRA-TRASH BACKLASH
Breakfast of Chumps, FTC Baloney Enriched Yum-Yums,
Barbarians at the Bowl,
Bran Craze, Cereal Savanarola
20. BABY BOOMER BREAKFAST
Johnny Granola Seed, Freakies, Pig in the Python, Coupon
Crazy
21. CEREAL VERITE
Rat Chow, Sugar Coated Vitamins, Cereal Sanctus
Breakfast cereal is the all-American food. Created by
eccentric health reformers more than a hundred years ago, the
strangely shaped bits of flavored grain have become a staple of the
American diet, eaten by more than 80 million Americans every day.
Cereal slogans such as "snap, crackle, pop," "koo-koo for cocoa
puffs," and "silly rabbit," are better known than the national
anthem, and a lot funnier. Cereal characters, like Tony the Tiger
and Cap'n Crunch are more recognizable than any American political
leader, and at least as trustworthy.
In the words of economist Paul Samuelson, the saga of cereal
is "one of those fascinating business stories that illuminate our
lifestyles, history and economy." Indeed, only in America could
the world's most sophisticated nutritional/industrial food
processing complex earn more than eight billion dollars per year
flaking, puffing, shredding, mashing, popping and baking the most
basic of foods - cereal.
Defined by Webster's Dictionary as any edible grain, cereal
was responsible for the rise of human civilization. When neolithic
farmers figured out how to cultivate wheat, millet, oats and other
wild grasses some 10,000 years ago, they created the first steady
food supply humankind had ever known. With cereal agriculture,
humans no longer needed to spend their time wandering over the
earth in search of wildlife or seasonally available vegetable
foods. Instead, they could grow food in their own backyard, and
store it for later consumption. From Mohenjo-daro to Babylon, from
Ur to Memphis, the first civilized people on earth thrived on
cereal.
Of course, the Pharaohs didn't sit around on the pyramids
munching on Sugar Frosted Flakes or Freakies. Porridge was the
staff of life in the ancient world. The Greeks thrived on a grain
based concoction known as sitos, cooked cereal flavored with olive
oil and perhaps a dash of lamb gravy. The Romans, whose cerealia,
or festivals in honor of the goddess of agriculture Ceres, gave us
the word cereal, conquered the world on stomachs filled with puls,
a gruel made from barley, millet, wheat or oats.
From medieval times until the 19th century, Europeans ate rye
or buckwheat gruel and slurped down frumenty, a boiled wheat and
milk concoction. Native Americans munched on hominy and samp,
porridges made from that unique North American grain product corn.
It wasn't until the nineteenth century that a synthesis of American
religious beliefs, scientific research and technological innovation
gave rise to the crunchy, crisp, snap crackling foodstuff we now
know as breakfast cereal.
Americans buy 2.7 billion packages of breakfast cereal each year.
If laid end to end, the empty cereal boxes from one year's
consumption would stretch to the moon and back.
The cereal industry uses 816 million pounds of sugar per year,
enough to coat each and every American with more than three pounds
of sugar. The cereal with the highest amount of sugar per serving
is Smacks, which is 53% sugar.
Americans consume about ten pounds or 160 bowls of cereal per
person per year. But America ranks only fourth in per capita
cereal consumption. Ireland ranks first, England ranks second, and
Australia ranks third.
49 per cent of Americans start each morning with a bowl of cereal,
30 per cent eat toast, 28 per cent eat eggs, 28 per cent have
coffee, 17 per cent have hot cereal and fewer than 10 per cent have
pancakes, sausage, bagels or french toast.
Breakfast cereals are the third most popular product sold at
supermarkets in terms of dollar sales. The five most popular
products are 1. carbonated beverages, 2. milk, 3. breakfast cereal,
4. cigarettes and 5. fresh bread and rolls.
In 1993, more than 1.3 million advertisements for cereal aired
on American television, or more than twenty five hours of cereal
advertising per day, at a cost of $762 million for the purchase of
air time. Only auto manufacturers spend more money on television
advertising than the makers of breakfast cereal.
Over the past one hundred years, breakfast cereal has
traveled
from the North Pole to the South Pole, from the deepest jungles of
equatorial Africa to the top of Mount Everest - even to the moon.
One of the world's first health foods, cereal played an important
role in convincing Americans to shape their live to the rhythms of
a healthy body. The crunchy foodstuff was one of America's first
prepackaged and mass-marketed consumer products, helping to
liberate homemakers from the drudgery of the kitchen while laying
the foundation for modern advertising and food retailing
operations.
More than just a food, cereal has also served as a barometer
of the ever changing trends in American dietary and popular
culture. From All-Bran to Cap'n Crunch, from Babe Ruth to Michael
Jordan, from Jack Armstrong to Super Mario Brothers, the cereal
aisle is a true and accurate reflection of America's cultural
psyche.
Ask octogenarians about breakfast cereal, and many will
describe the china they collected from Quaker Oat boxes. Ask baby
boomers about Tony the Tiger and stand back to hear the roar,
"They're GR-R-REAT." Walk with four year olds along the cereal
aisle and watch them lunge for Ninja Turtles or Fruity Pebbles.
Like it or not, our stomachs and our brains are full of cereal.
Luckily, the influence for the most part has been benign - and
tremendously entertaining.
Chapter 1. MANIFEST STOMACH ACHE
The late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries witnessed a scientific, industrial and religious awakening across America. The horizons seemed endless, bounded only by human energy and the ability to overcome the horrible consequences of the American diet.
The young nation's appetite was enough to turn anyone's
stomach. New Englanders breakfasted on "black tea and toast,
scrambled eggs, fresh spring shad, wild pigeons, pigs' feet, tow
robins on toast, oysters," according to one horrified journalist of
the period, while the people of a small town in Ohio welcomed a
visiting official with 23 meats, 24 vegetables, 4 kinds of pickles,
4 breads, 5 condiments, a dozen pie tarts and assorted cakes and
puddings. One French traveler, the Marquis de Chastellux commented
on his daily breakfast of "a few loins of veal, some legs of
mutton, and other trifels of that kind," a meal that he described
as a "slight repast" lasting "an hour and a half."
British astronomer Francis Baily wrote in his diary that his
landlord at a Virginia Inn served a breakfast of "beefsteaks,
sausages, stewed veal, fried ham, eggs, coffee and tea." His next
diary entry noted simply, "whilst at the place, we buried the
landlord of our inn."
Although Baily established no causal relationship between his
landlord's death and breakfast, others decried "the established
barbarisms of a public dinner." Rooming houses offered coffee that
looked liked ashes and water, watery potatoes, and butter boats
filled with grease, water and salt. In keeping with the gluttonous
spirit of the times, the standard rules of etiquette for breakfast,
lunch and dinner were "gobble, gulp and go."
On the edges of the American frontier, the food was worse -
much worse. Heading west from St. Louis, one writer commented that
travelers soon struck "a region where the principal articles of
diet are saleratus and grease, to which a little flour and pork are
added." Saleratus was the nineteenth century term for baking soda,
but it was pork that filled the bellies of American pioneers.
Sliced, chopped or torn from the bodies of the ubiquitious
"rail splitter" hogs, most often salted so that it would keep,
fried pork was served up in thick chunks for breakfast, lunch and
dinner. Pork wasn't just the other white meat, it was the only
white meat, and the only thing on the table for most Americans.
One adventurer, sniffing the breeze to discover the essence of the
brave new land, came to the conclusion that "everything tastes and
smells of hog's grease."
America in the nineteenth century had gone hog wild,
nutritionally speaking, with all the anticipated consequences. As
the young nation gulped down salt pork, whiskey, and coffee, a few
wise men shook their heads in sadness over the state of the union's
digestive tract. "Billous complaints are now all the fashion at
the 'Great West,'" wrote one chronicler. "Rapid eating almost
always overloaded the stomach," wrote A. Combe in his 1842 work
Physiological Digestion. "And when to this is added a total
disregard of the quietude necessary for digestion, what can be
expected to follow but inveterate dyspepsia?"
What indeed. Nineteenth-century America suffered from one
huge, bloated, gaseous, painful enormous belly ache. Defined in
the mid-seventeeth century as "difficulty of digestion or
fermentation in the stomach or guts," dyspepsia was the disease of
the Steel Age. "All classes and all ages suffer from its attacks,"
noted the 1830 edition of the Encyclopedia Americana in its entry
on dyspepsia. "Few are so happy to pass through a life of ordinary
duration, without undergoing a protracted struggle with this
malady." Dyspepsia was so much a part of the American lifestyle
that one compiler of cookbooks referred to it as "Americanitis."
The problem of having too much to eat was a new one for
previously hungry humanity. Though the calorie had been discoverd
by a Frenchman in the eighteenth century, and a Dutch chemist
introduced the word protein in 1838, most respected nineteenth
century phsycians believed that all foods had the same nutritive
value, one 'universal aliment' which helped the body grow and
repaired tissue. Bulk, not variety, was the only consideration, as
dyspeptics looked outside the medical establishment for an end to
their pain.
Men of industry were too busy building canals and factories
to
worry about stomachaches, religious leaders understood that dietary
restrictions had been a part of religious life since before the
time of Moses. Many of these fundamentalist healers took
inspiration from various passages of the bible, particularly
Genesis, 1:29, "Behold, I have given you every plant bearing seed
which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree with seed
in its fruit: you shall have them for food."
No one in America believed in the biblical call to
vegetarianism more fervently than William Metcalfe. "Father"
Metcalfe, as he was called, was a homeopathic doctor, a clergyman,
and a follower of William Cowherd, the founder of the Bible
Christian Church, England's only vegetarian congregation. Metcalfe
transplanted the teachings of his mentor to the fertile spiritual
soil of Philadelphia. In 1817, he founded the North Third Street
Church, the first vegetarian organization in the U.S., and began
publishing The American Vegetarian, America's first magazine for
non-meat eaters. "He that killeth an ox is as if he slew a man,"
argued Metcalfe and his pioneering group.
One of those lured by the vegetarian siren was Sylvester
Graham. Ridiculed as the "peristaltic persuader" by some, heralded
as the "prophet of bran bread and pumpkins" by Ralph Waldo Emerson,
Graham was the America's first bona fide health nut. It was Graham
more than any other nineteenth century individual who managed to
convince a skeptical American public that diet and health were
inseparably connected.
In thousands of words both published and spoken, Graham
proclaimed the majesty of the simple raw vegetable, warning his
audiences that meat eating inflamed the "baser propensities," tea
drinking let to delirium tremens, and mustard caused insanity. An
ardent foe of sexual activity, Graham believed that the brain, the
stomach and the genitals were linked in such a way that meat eating
led to masturbation, and masturbation made people stupid. As a
cure for what he called the "vice," Graham recommended a diet
devoid of meat and filled with his bran-filled foodstuff known as
graham bread. If indulgence in the "vice" still persisted, Graham
reccommended the application of handcuffs.
Trained as a Presbyterian minister, Graham began his health
crusade in 1824, when he moved to Philadelphia to take up work as
the spokesperson for the Pennsylvania State Society for the
Suppression of the Use of Ardent Spirits. The work suited the
dogmatic thirty four year old, who thrived in his position as a
lecturer, writer and health crusader. With the blessing of Father
Metcalfe, he took up the cause of vegetarianism with equally
unbridled enthusiasm. Scorned at first by the public, Graham's
message began to hit home when a cholera epidemic swept through New
York in 1832. Suddenly, people were looking for a way to maintain
their health, and Graham was there to guide them.
Eat nothing
but fresh vegetables and fruits - raw, he urged the sickly masses.
And chew them slowly with plenty of saliva. His radical ideas were
safer than conventional medical wisdom, which relied heavily on the
use of bleeding and leeches. As more and more people followed his
dietary advice and the cholera epidemic passed, Graham's popularity
surged catapulting him to a level of national prominence that he
was to enjoy for almost a decade. He became Jacksonian America's
number one health spokesperson.
The Graham campaign to lead the nation out of its dyspeptic
stupor focused on one particular item of the American diet - bread.
"Put back the bran," he cried again and again, tracing the decline
of the human physique to the refining process by which bran was
taken out of whole wheat flour. Pointing out the healthy lifestyle
of the family farmer, Graham noted that "if his horse had straw cut
with his grain, or hay in abundance, he does well enough...Just so
it is with the human species. Man needs the bran in his bread."
Graham's bran-filled hypothesis was simple - white bread will make
you sick.
Graham accused commercial bakers of not only refining their
flour to a sinful extreme but also growing their grain on debauched
and exhausted soil, artificially stimulated with animal manure.
Bakers did not take kindly to Graham's words and mobbed a Boston
lecture hall where he was scheduled to speak in March 1837. Graham
avoided any physical injury in the confrontation, but his
reputation took a pounding after a later appearance, when the staff
doctor of the Boston lunatic asylum declared that the reforming
lecturer was obviously insane.
Insane though he may have been, Graham's speaking fees
swelled
to as much as $300 per night as he plunged into new areas of
medical investigation. He preached against the dangers of feather
beds and tight corsets, claiming that "folly in dress" killed
80,000 Americans each year. He criticized the schools, warning
that the "disproportionate exercise of the brain" was dangerous for
it "leads to a general debility of the nervous system, involving
the genital organs."
Such eccentric opinions caused Graham's light to fade on the
national stage. He retired to Northampton, Mass. where he
continued to pour forth medical and spiritual advice. By 1850, his
health and status had declined to the point where one of his
neighbors described him as "infirm, seated in a wheelbarrow, and
clothed in a long dressing gown of bedticking, wheeled through the
streets to the post office by a man-servant."
Despite his sad decline, Graham's message continues to
thrive,
embodied in the simple whole grain snack that still bears his name,
the graham cracker. The health reformist returned again briefly to
national prominence in 1992, when General Mills introduced a new,
wholesome cereal product named S. W. Graham.
Although Graham passed away in 1851, thousands of Americans
continued the effort to purify the American lifestyle and find a
cure for the nation's dyspepsia. The respected medical
publication, the Boston Medical and Surgical Journal noted, "No man
can travel by stage or steamboat, or go into any part of our
country and begin to advocate a vegetable diet...without being
immediately asked - 'What. Are you a Grahamite?"
Graham boarding houses sprang up in New York and Boston.
More
than 85 publications claiming Grahamite affiliation appeared in the
mid nineteenth century. Some of these pioneering vegetarians ate
only raw food. Others ate only nuts and milks. Some avoided
potatoes and other tuberous vegetables, while still others confined
their diet to plants grown in virgin soil.
No matter what their individual vegetarian peculiarities, the
Grahamites for the most part agreed with Dr. William A. Alcott, the
first cousin of Bronson Alcott, father of Louisa May of Little
Women fame. The author of dozens of popular self help books,
including The Young Wife, The Young Housekeeper, and Vegetable
Diet, Alcott wrote, "A vegetable diet lies at the basis of all
reform, whether, Civil, Social, Moral or Religious."
Dr. Alcott was one of the founding members of the American
Vegetarian Society, the most influential vegetarian organization to
arise from Graham's bran-filled theoretical compost heap. The
guest list at the first meeting of the society held in New York
City in 1850 read like a who's who of nineteenth century reform.
Sharing the toasts to "total abstinence, women's rights and
vegetarianism," were anti-slavery activist Harriet Beecher Stow,
enemy of the corset Amelia Bloomer, journalist Horace Greeley,
world renowned phrenologists Orson and Lorenzo Fowler and Dr. James
Caleb Jackson, creator of the world's first cold breakfast cereal.
Jackson was an abolitionist, an editor and a lecturer, but
most prominently a hydrotherapist, one of the many alternative
medical practioners of the time who believed in the healing power
of water. The water cure, as hydrotherapy was called, first
emerged in the 1820s when a Silesian peasant named Vincent
Preissnitz broke his leg. Preissnitz treated his injury by
wrapping his limb in water soaked fabric. When the bone healed
quickly, Preissntiz began to exploring the power of water by
exposing himself to water in any way he could. He sat in it, he
doused himself with it, he wrapped himself in water soaked sheets
and he drank it - gallons of it.
In 1844, Dr. Joel Shew opened the first Priessnitz styled
water-cure establishment in the U. S., offering everything from the
"oral and nasal bath" in which the patient drew "water up the nose"
and expelled it to finger baths, eye baths, lip baths and sweating.
Within ten years, sixty two such water cures were in operation.
"The water revolution is a great revolution," wrote Shew's
colleague Dr. Jackson, "It touches more interests than any
revolution since the days of Jesus Christ."
In 1859, James Caleb Jackson dove into the water cure
business, transforming a run down hotel in the small western New
York town of Dansville into the Jackson Sanatorium, better known as
"Our Home on the Hillside." Jackson treated his visitors to a
strict regimen of exercise, fresh air, temperance, healthy foods,
and plenty of pure (not mineral) water. For many, the hydropathic
treatments were a unique experience. Most people in the 1860s
simply did not bathe. Many thought that bathing was unhealthy, and
in the days before hot running water, the pitcher and washbowl
were America's most commonly accepted tools of the toilet. Extreme
as it might have been, Jackson and the water cure craze did a great
service to America by helping to convincing her people that
cleanliness was an important part of healthiness.
In addition to the unique sensations of bathing, Jackson
offered his clients a guarantee - "No cure, no pay." Under these
conditions, Jackson's patients could afford to relax and enjoy the
plays, dancing and other diversions offered by the staff at "Our
Home." One of the the most anticipated activities was listening
to a lecture by Dr. Jackson himself, an event with the staff
advertised by hoisting a flag over the hillside establishment
emblazoned with the letter J.
Jackson devised dietetic as well as intellectual
entertainment
for his patients. Though he didn't insist on a vegetarian diet, he
did his best to lure his visitors along the path of righteous
consumption. In 1863, Jackson began a culinary experiment that
would eventually revolutionize American eating. He took graham
flour, as coarsely ground bran-filled whole wheat flour was known,
mixed it with water and baked it. He then took the hard, brittle
whole wheat bricks, broke them up into the size of large beans or
cherries, and baked them again. The resulting ready to eat food
product he dubbed Granula and he served it to his visitors for
breakfast.
Granula could never compete with Cinnamon Toast Crunch. The
first cold breakfast cereal was impossible to eat unless it soaked
overnight in milk. Even then the bits of twiced cooked graham
flour were tough and tasteless. Nevertheless, Jackson thought
enough of his creation to found a commercial enterprise, Our Home
Granula Company, to manufacture his breakfast product and sell it
to visitors and patients. Jackson soon expanded his product line
with Somo a "health coffee," trademarked his culinary creations,
and rans ads in his publication, The American Water Cure Journal
and Health Reform Magazine, encouraging his readers to order by
mail so that they too could "Eat Granula, Drink Somo." Dyspepsia,
by way of fundamentalism, temperance, vegetarianism, bran-filled
bread and cold water bathing, had given birth to the first ready-
to-eat cold breakfast cereal. But it took a message from heaven to
turn Jackson's innovation into the crunch heard 'round the world.
Dyspeptic Shopping
Most nineteenth century Americans grew or killed their own food, but even those who were lucky enough to be able to shop for food in the days before the clean wide aisles of the supermarket had to endure an experience only slightly less grotesque than the slaughter house. In 1910, investigators from the Massachusetts Commission on the Cost of Living described a visit to an old fashioned country store. "When one enters the door a bell rings, which calls the attendant from the barn...He plunges his unwashed hands into the pork or pickel barrel, cuts cheese or butter, often drawing kerosene and molasses..and wiping the overflow on his coat sleeve...The maple syrup bottles stand near by, and the keeper himself has been seen to take a swallow from them at different times, when his sweet tooth called."