not one Halloween Post!?!? the Wakefield Doctrine (…1,213 Posts and not one Halloween Post! that’s just not right!)

Welcome to… (sorry  do your own scary, radio voice-over audio here)  Velcome to ze Vakefield Doctrine… (the spookiest, most useful and fun theory of  creepy-clarks, scary scotts and… and regulatory! rogers!)


Yeah, I’m kinda surprised too. How I got through the last 4 years without a Post on the topic of Halloween is totally beyond me. I’ll bet I mentioned it, (Halloween), on a number of occasions, if for no other reason than Halloween is one of the Big Three ( holiday celebrations), and marks the end of Summer!  In any event, all that changes today!

hey! here’s a disquieting surprise! I was about to do a bullet-point listing of Halloween and the three personality types (knowing that this is a clarklike holiday) and I thought to check Wikipedia for a reference, or at very least a good image (I’m a Contributing Member of Wikipedia, so I’m comfortable using ‘our’ images*)… and my stomach turned at what I read.

this (my reaction to my anticipation of the Reader’s reaction, is what I’m finding interesting). I’m finally coming to appreciate that most Readers are more advanced in their understanding of the principles and application of the Doctrine.**  …anyway I thought, “man! I don’t have to even have to explain what it is about this citation that makes me feel…. (something: not pleasant, but more on the wistfully regretful, rather than scared or outraged).  Weird, huh?

Screw this reflectioning, here’s the citation from Wikipedia:

Development of artifacts and symbols associated with Halloween formed over time. Jack-o’-lanterns are traditionally carried by guisers on All Hallows’ Eve in order to frighten evil spirits. There is a popular Irish Christian folktale associated with the jack-o’-lantern, which in lore, is said to represent a “soul who has been denied entry into both heaven and hell”:

On route home after a night’s drinking, Jack encounters the Devil and tricks him into climbing a tree. A quick-thinking Jack etches the sign of the cross into the bark, thus trapping the Devil. Jack strikes a bargain that Satan can never claim his soul. After a life of sin, drink, and mendacity, Jack is refused entry to heaven when he dies. Keeping his promise, the Devil refuses to let Jack into hell and throws a live coal straight from the fires of hell at him. It was a cold night, so Jack places the coal in a hollowed out turnip to stop it from going out, since which time Jack and his lantern have been roaming looking for a place to rest.

(neither the hell (waiting for the scotts) nor the heaven (of the rogers) awww…. poor clark)


  • clarks see opportunity but are limited by their capacity to trust the costume
  • scotts see fun but are limited by the restriction of custom… vandalism is out of favor, organized marches through neighborhood streets are de rigueur what kind of fun is that?!
  • rogers see celebration, but their fun is to be standing inside the door, when the participants come marching up the driveway

(let me know if anyone is up to a vidchat…. I know most will be busy.)




* hey zoe!! …Lizzi    Kristi!  …is this rogerian enough?

** a variation on a cool old saying… (to paraphrase:  when the students are adept, the teacher must learn)


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Well, what exactly do you want to know? Whether I am a clark or a scott or roger? If you have to ask, then you need to keep reading the Posts for two reasons: a)to get a clear enough understanding to be able to make the determination of which type I am and 2) to realize that by definition I am all three.* *which is true for you as well, all three...but mostly one


  1. zoe says:

    happy halloween , Clark!

    Regulatory Rogers sounds like a ad for a laxative….

  2. Kristi says:

    Yes, feeling connected to Wikipedia counts as rogerian–though I must admit even this roger doesn’t always trust the consensus there.

  3. lrconsiderer says:

    Heheh Kristi said it was a clarklike holiday. I wish it was here, but here it’s just…blah.

  4. Saturday we had a hoedown at school and I dressed up like a pirate: eye patch, long beard…no one recognized me. Heh heh heh
    Today, I dressed up like a skeleton from Day of the Dead. People had a hard time recognizing my painted face.
    Wednesday, for our Day of the Dead celebration, I’m dressing up as a skeleton princess.
    For the first time in about 17 years I’ve taken to wearing costumes again. I just wasn’t into it until Rainbow. Now, it’s totally fun hiding behind the costume. :D