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

Today’s Post is kinda ‘old school’.
(In the early days of the ‘Doctrine blog), the writing process would often begin with a song fragment popping up in my head, usually just a few words, a slight impression of the melody. For reasons still unexplained, this un-heard/un-remembered song would acquire a quality of importance, which would, in turn, morph into a wholly un-justified sense of urgency. I would find myself  feeling that if only I could find this particular song, then I would have what I needed to start writing the Post. Of course, with the google, all that was required on my part was a clarklike sense of purpose* combined with a rogerian-class memory for music** and scottian sense of urgency.***

Today has been like that. With the new mandate to stick to teaching/educating/enlightening the world about the Wakefield Doctrine, I am not all that sure what I will do with the music video when I find it.  You often read in these Posts, that if only you could hang with us (the progenitors and DownSprings and FODs), in realttime/in-person, you would get a sense of the “fun of the Doctrine” and all the theory and the rules and the information would just fall in place. And that is still so true a statement.
Consider the learning of a foreign language, yo…  you could sit alone, in your room with language tapes and memorize the rules of grammar and the vocabulary and you will eventually learn the language…if you really, really want to!  But instead, suppose you just went to a place, the Czech Republic say, and you hung out with  people who spoke both your language and the language you wanted to learn, damn wouldn’t that be so much quicker and easier! (Show of hands…who the hell among you Readers does not think that the ‘immersion’ approach to learning language is so the better way?)

Well unless you folks are willing to move to and/or visit “Wakefield”, we are just going to have to find another way to let you get that ‘immersion’ vibe. If you are willing to journey to “Wakefield”, be sure to include Saturday night as part of your stay. If you are here, we will take you along on the ‘trip to Wakefield’. Really.

So, until that happens lets try this: get the following scenario in your (damn) head, we are standing in a room full of people, comprised of some friends, some acquaintances, some strangers. It’s a two level room, very open and from where we are standing there is a good view of everyone present. Lets say (for s(s) and g(s) ) our group includes Ms. AKH, DownSpring glenn, Joanne and the progenitor roger, and, of course, the ever faithful DS#1.  Our conversation has no particular topic until,  someone comments on how there seem to be more scotts than usual.* 
None of this ‘setup’ has anything to do with what we are trying  to do with today’s Post. I just thought you Readers would get a kick out of a sense of hangin with the DownSprings…

Instead, we all pile into the car and head to “Wakefield’ and rather than try to reconstruct the conversation that would fill the auto I am posting the following three videos. One for each of the three personality types.
Anyone out there who wishes to Comment, do so and I will leave your Comment in place and cut and paste it into this Post in an attempt to replicate the experience of discussing the Wakefield Doctrine in a real-life setting. Hey DownSprings!! Progenitors! A little help here…a little commentation won’t frickin kill ya.

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(No, I don’t think I’m being overly obvious….roger)

Hey, glenn!  don’t you think that with dark hair and a tux Joe Walsh is the spitting image of your boy, Louis?

Hey honey!! Get your hat (for your damn head)  we’re goin to Wakefield!!

Step right up, folks!! The Wakefield Doctrine Ride-For-Understanding-the-Three-Personality-Types is about to leave.

*       as in, “are you seriously going to spend even a minute of your decreasing lifespan doing that??!
**    as in, ” don’t bother me now, can’t you see I’m busy here??
*** as in, ” I’m bored!! where are the loud noises??! can I say ‘fuck’ now??! can I, huh?, come on you said I could….jeez you’re no fun any more………fuck!