Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers).

Two items on the agenda today.  (…orden del día? aiiee jeemmie nos dijo que no habría clase de hoy, sólo un estudio en la sala!!!) The first is to remind everyone that (Friend of the Doctrine) Mel will be running his little marathon race this coming Saturday. While not everyone will be able to attend the race, being held in “Michigan”, I want all Readers to go to his excellent blog Spatula in the Wilderness and wish him luck. Mel will be wearing a Wakefield Doctrine hat (on his damn head) and promises us muchas photos as he be navigatin the treacherous and challenging race course.   (From what I understand, the race is being held in Holland, “Michigan”,  a small town in which the primary industry appears to be wedding blog photos). I am attaching a link to the race organizers:  Park2Park 1/2 Marathon & 5K  . If any of our rogerian Readers feel the need or desire to go there and run, have at it. Ha ha.*

(*the joke, for you new Readers, is the idea of a roger admitting to a “new” or suggested need to do something. As we all know, rogers express all drives and emotions and needs and such in the context of the herd and most importantly, they express these emotions as fact something that has always existed. By definition, rogers do not do anything that is new. This is because within the ‘world of the rogers‘, everything is pretty much perfect. They do what they want to do, like what they have always liked and know all that is worth knowing. This view point is the result of the rogerian perception of the world as being  a quantifiable place. The notion that something genuinely new is good and/desirable is total anathema to the roger, best expressed:  ‘hey if I don’t like it, it’s because that thing is un-likeable, everyone knows that’!)
(…aiieee No entiendo la pregunta!… )

While this aspect of the rogerian nature could certainly serve as the basis of a Wakefield Doctrine Lesson of the Day, we are quite sincere in our wishing Mel good luck and we really would love it if he could run (at least partially) the race in wooden running shoes. Which I picture as those old Dutch shoes, rounded in the front style… only carved more.

The other item on the agenda today is Texas.
Sorry folks, the ‘ol WD brand is on your Official State Dinosaur (Brachiosaur sauropod) ass! I claim, by totally recognised, official, capo a capo Right of Hat*, the entire state of Texas. yo.
(To commemorate this rather momentous occasion I will produce photos showing the aforementioned hat (and supporting damn head) clearly in front of building in Dealey Park, Dallas Texas.)