The Last Word on Nothing
Division of Rubbing and Scrubbing
On a recent quiet Sunday morning, I resolved to clean the caked-on grime on my stove. A roiling pot of pasta had overflowed one night, and in the rush to get plate to table and food to four-year-old’s mouth, the cloudy starchy water had cured onto the enamel around the burner and now refused to budge. Two earlier attempts to remove the gunk with run-of-the-mill household cleansers had been a waste of time. It was time for the big guns. Mr. Clean’s strong biceps bulged on Magic Eraser packaging, reassuring me that the dense white sponge inside could lift all kinds of dirt off my household surfaces. He did not disappoint.
The victory lies in the sponge’s structure: Cleaning pads like these are made of melamine resin foam. Up close, it looks like a collection of densely packed exoskeletons left behind by popped bubble creatures. With a little water, the sponge glides over a surface, abrading domestic dross with hard-as-glass resin bones and trapping it inside. I didn’t need Mr. Clean’s pipes for the job, just an open-cell foam and some water.
There is an entire arm of physics devoted to the science of rubbing and scrubbing–and which has slipped into all aspects of life, including my kitchen. Today, these scientists study friction, lubrication and wear mostly because they’re interested in keeping machines running smoothly, not because they care about my countertops.
But these ideas have been around for a long time. Early examples of tribology, named from the Greek tribo, meaning “I rub”, trace back some 6,000 years to Mesopotamian villages and hinges they used in their doors.
The most celebrated historical accounts of tribology focus on the physics of lubrication, how to keep two surfaces apart and reduce friction. An Egyptian tomb painting from 2400 BC shows a man pouring liquid from a crock onto the sand in front of the runners of a sledge transporting a hefty statue of Queen Ti to bind the sand grains together and firm up the path. The Chinese used a similar approach to transport huge stones–including one weighing in at 123 tons–on wooden sleds, using water to lubricate ice roads into the Forbidden City in the 1500s.
Wear is the third edge of the tribology polygon. It goes by other names: polishing, scuffing, and scratching. The Egyptians surely used sand to scrub pots or metal oxides to polish jewellery, but those household sciences weren’t chronicled as prominently (if at all) on the burial chamber walls, I suppose.
The modern-day equivalent to the Egyptian artwork might well be Andy Warhol’s 1964 Brillo Box sculpture.
Brillo soap pads were one frustrated man’s answer to an industrial-era problem. During the early 1900s, Philip Brady peddled aluminum pots and other household goods from his buggy from town to town in New England. The pots sold quickly; they sparkled in comparison to the dull, heavy steel pots most women cooked with.
But soon he was being greeted by angry customers. The aluminum pots blackened over coal-burning stoves and they appeared impossible to clean. Before long, Brady was replacing pots and losing money.
Brady unloaded his problems onto his brother-in-law. Ludwig, a jeweller, had seen his fair share of tarnished metals. Ludwig advised restoring the pots’ sheen with a combination of fine German steel wool, some soap, and jeweller’s rouge–an ultra-fine red abrasive powder of iron oxide.
Brady packaged the three components and began selling them with the rest of his wares. The parcels moved so quickly that the pair trademarked their creation “Brillo”, meaning shiny, in 1913 with the help of a lawyer named Milton B. Loeb. Loeb went on to launch the Brillo Manufacturing Company and run it for 50 years until it merged with Purex Corporation in 1963.
Soap pads intentionally abrade surfaces, removing a thin layer of the material in the process. The aluminum pots shone after being washed with Brillo because the water, soap and steel wool removed the soot, but also because the iron oxide scraped away the jagged imperfect surface into a smoother one that reflected light more uniformly. Your dentist does more or less the same thing to your teeth, using an abrasive rubber cup and a minty-tasting abrasive polishing paste to loosen plaque and smooth the surface of your teeth.
Tribology wasn’t something I had heard of before I became semi-obsessed with the origins of Brillo. But now I see it everywhere: car oil changes, toothpaste, skin cleaners, the bottom bracket of my bike. And, yes, my sparkling stovetop.
This story first appeared at The Last Word On Nothing.
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