We all know Toucan Sam™, the Froot Loops® mascot.  Turns out, Sam is not a good spokesbird for the brand.  How do I know?  I am a scientist.  I conducted a study.

Background: The study began yesterday morning when I decided to have a bowl of Cheerios for breakfast and discovered I was out of them.  The only cereal in the cupboard was a long-abandoned plastic container of Froot Loops that we bought when our niece last visited.  So the cereal is what, just eight or nine years old?

Naturally I poured some in a bowl, added milk and took a bite.  They were terrible.  I mean, more so than usual. Think of tropical-flavored garden-sprayer hose.

Something inspired me (maybe the spirit of Toucan Sam) to imagine that the birds might enjoy this “treat” more than I did.  So I sprinkled the rest of the cereal over the picnic table where we put our bird feeder in the winter.  Some sunflower seed was already there.

Observations:

• Morning doves are voracious eaters but they simply trampled over the Froot Loops and only ate the remaining sunflower seeds.

• Titmice and chickadees landed on the table, looked down, then flew away crestfallen.

• A curious cardinal walked up to an orange-colored Froot Loop.  She tilted her head at one angle, then another, then pecked at the piece and hopped back, startled.  She then walked in an arc around a green-colored Froot Loop, making sure she kept several inches away.

Conclusion: Birds not only dislike Froot Loops, they appear to be afraid of them.  My guess is that their color and shape remind them of some kind of poisonous or parasitic worm.

Recommendation: For the sake of truth in advertising, the Kellogg Company should retire Toucan Sam as the Froot Loops mascot.  Suggestion: Replace him with Joe The Plumber.

The only bird that likes Froot Loops is fictional — because the cereal itself doesn’t look real. I’m glad that bona fide birds have a lick of sense in those Sugar-Pop-sized brains of theirs.

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Forty years ago, on December 31, 1972, Pittsburgh Pirates rightfielder Roberto Clemente perished in an airplane crash, on a fateful mission to deliver relief supplies to Nicaraguan earthquake victims.  Why was Clemente on the plane?  Author David Maraniss wrote that  Clemente wanted to ensure the supplies were not stolen by the Somoza dictatorship.

Roberto Clemente had been my hero long before this final humanitarian effort of his.  It wasn’t his clutch hitting or rifle arm that inspired me — though like thousands of other boys, I always had Roberto in mind when I threw the ball in from the outfield. Rather it was Clemente’s heart, pride and sense of purpose I admired most.  He set an example not how to achieve greatness but how to be great.  ”Any time you have an opportunity to make things better and you don’t, then you are wasting your time on this Earth,” Clemente said.

December 31 should be known as Roberto Clemente Day, a day we remember to challenge ourselves to do something great, like Roberto, for those in great need.

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One summer, when I was 8 or 9 years old, a girl was visiting her grandmother just up the street from my house in Western Pennsylvania.  Her name was Ellen.  Her grandmother’s last name might have been Ruskin.  The only things I remember about Ellen are coloring in coloring books on her grandmother’s sun-porch, her sandy-colored hair, and ice-cream or popsicle stains on her T-shirt.  Ellen’s that is.

Ellen: if you remember this and if you care to admit having a bow-legged, pointy-headed playmate down the street, please leave a comment.  I have no agenda in doing this little experiment other than seeing whether the world is as small as they say.  If you, Ellen, granddaughter of kindly Mrs. Ruskin of Clen-Moore Boulevard, happen to Google yourself now and again, you have a moderate chance of finding this little nugget.

Faithful readers of The 100 Billionth Person: if Ellen ever discovers this and comments, you and the rest of the internet will be the first to know.  It will probably be because she searched for “bow-legged pointy-headed kid.”

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