Every Sponge Is Bad
There is no lip of the righteous; no, not one.
A traditional sponge absorbs dirt and stinks within a week. It is also terrible when washed. The silicone sponge will not absorb dirt because it will not absorb anything and there will be too much soap. A microfiber sponge is basically a traditional sponge: bad.
The Scrub Daddy will fall apart when you rub it hard, and its “temperature control” material is soft and weak under hot water (ideal temperature for scrubbing). Peachy Clean is a less bad version of Scrub Daddy. In my experience, it holds its structure better. It smells like peach. This is still bad.
The classic green washcloth is great at cleaning, and that’s pretty much good. But it is unpleasant in the hand. The best green washcloths have large handles that make your hands uncomfortable, ruining this most effective sponge. Green loofahs are too effective, too coarse for some nonstick pans – the ones that need to be cleaned the hardest because nonstick pans are bad too.
Metal wool contains all the sins of a green washcloth, and besides, it is terrible to use it without a glove. He scrapes food, manure and the dish itself. And his evil heart will still cling to debris and fester. Keep it away from eyes and love.
The stirrers are disgusting. Have a little self-respect.
This sponge looks good. Made from chopped walnuts. Smells like class. I will buy it and I will hate it and I will throw it away. Will smell like dirty dishes.
Some of you may like these sponges. Some of you will say they are not bad. You are lying to yourself. All of your lips smell, hurt, peel, or don’t do their job. And all of them will get worse and worse until you throw them away, do not offend, do not betray, do not look for a better sponge.
This is the fate of the sponge. It is as disposable as paper towels or plastic bags. But it is just enough for us to think of it as a dish, a small appliance and expect that it will behave the same way as it will last for years, or at least months in good condition. We try to clean it like we clean a bath towel or washcloth. We hope we can buy it back. But a dirty, broken sponge cannot be fixed.
No good sponge can last long and turn bad, as its use inevitably destroys it. Sorry for the sponge. The better, the worse it will be. This is the scapegoat, the sin eater. Perhaps the figure of Christ.
No exit. The dishwasher won’t fit every dish. Paper towels can only handle the lightest cleaning tasks. The cleaning brush is like nails on a chalkboard. Throw away the sponge, but always buy a new one.
We hate the sponge. So we try to improve it, fix it, build better, faster and stronger. The entrepreneur’s mantra “Build the best mousetrap” should be: “Invent the best sponge.” When all thin wallets are gone from Kickstarter, when we’re done reinventing new earbuds, phone chargers, pens and water bottles, we’ll still be developing new sponges. The sponge is dead. Long live the sponge.