Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine ( the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers )
I spoke to Progenitor roger on the telephone last night.
FUN FACTS ABOUT rogers!!!
- did you know that the concept of the rogerian personality type was the third of the three to be formally conceptualized? ( read more about rogers: here )
- by proportion, the majority of the people on the planet are rogers ( or might as well be, if they would stop talking long enough to let us get a word in edgewise )
- rogers are the natural Story Tellers of the world (the key element being their stories are comfortable and non-challenging to read and/or hear )
- there is a basic categorization of all occupations/professions and avocations: Scientist, Salesman and Machine Operator (Do you know which is the rogerian category?)
We discussed the recent arrival of new FOTD (Claire and Molly) and touched briefly on the topic of DownSprings. Mostly we talked about what would make the next Post the best possible Post in order to keep the interest of the newcomers and encourage them to get ‘more engaged’ in the Doctrine. We moved on to the topic of the recent Posts containing stories from the Past, i.e. the Rabbit by the Side of the Road and the Boy in the Orange Sweater and in the middle of it I remembered a story from the roger’s past life!
FUN FACTS ABOUT clarks!!!
- did you know that clarks, when asked about how they see their own personality will initially describe themselves as: ‘introverted, shy, don’t-like-to-be-the-center-of-attention’ ?
- did you know that clarks, while appearing to enjoy the company of their rogerian friends, will need (thats correct, I said need) to find a scott to interact with just to ‘recharge’?
- clarks perform poorly when in a situation where ‘non-specific emotion’ is expected to be put on display ( for example: someone else’s child’s birthday parties) but in extreme situations clarks are the most capable and least likely to panic ( life and death level emergency situations).
- clarks take ‘keeping things in confidence’ so seriously that they do not have a prayer when it comes to being a part of a ‘local social network’, i.e. people at work or on committees
Here are the Cliff Notes of the roger’s story: “…he was alone in his car driving home from a gig in Massachusetts late one winter evening and on a very deserted stretch of Route 95 came upon a woman trying to ‘flag a ride’. The woman was young, alone and appeared to be wearing a fur coat and nothing else. At 3:00 am. On the interstate. No one anywhere near, no cars on the road nothing else. roger then proceeded to make the kinds of decisions that we all know he would make… and the story unfolds ( but we leave this story for him to tell).
POP QUIZ!!!!!!
- what was roger’s initial mental state, upon seeing what for all the world could only be a stripper standing by the side of the highway on a winter night?
- if you were in the car with him, what would your advice have been?
- the rest of the story involves lengthy detours (from rogers route home), a very, very dangerous part of Providence, RI and a large (and apparently angry) man…do you have any specific questions for the Progenitor roger, in order to know how this story turns out?
The rest of my conversation with roger focused on my upcoming Delta Mississippi Tour in September, during which I plan to claim that portion of the country (and by inference the heart of the blues guitar culture and history) by Rite of Hat.
If we have any Readers living in the Clarksdale/Rosedale area of the Mississippi, y’all best be writtin us a Comment!! If you do, I will personally deliver a (nearly free*) Wakefield Doctrine hat (for your damn head), otherwise I totally plan to grab my hat and my camera and claim it all for my own damn self. (Don’t believe me? Go ask the the fine folks in what used to be the Free State of Utah ( State motto: ” we’re such a safe and comfortable State, don’t be afraid!! you like rogers, don’t you? ) and their totally mis-leading Bonniville Salt Flats.
In any event, please direct your questions to them whats qualified to answer them:
- the roger can be found here (sleeping with a green blanket around his legs, a smell of coffee and wood in the background) be careful, rogers don’t like surprises
- our active scottian female the one known as AKH, she can so be found here ( no feeding the scotts, do not cross over nor extend hands and/or fingers beyond the bars)
- clarklike female DS#1 can be found somewhere around here (hey Molly I bet DS#1 can tell you about the footwear in your closet to a degree of accuracy that approaches the spooky)
- questions for our new little friends should be directed at them, Claire has a blog (but you need to have patience, take your time when you leave a Comment there). Molly comes to us via ‘the FaceBook’
Lets close out with a vid borrowed from ‘the youtube’
* “nearly free” that means that when you get a hat (for your damn head) you need to send us a photo of said Wakefield Doctrine in front of a large and recognisable landmark, with or without your own, personal (damn) head underneath. Photo-phobes (I’m looking at you clarks) may enlist their nearby scottian or rogerian friends to wear the thing for them**
**jeez…clarks…whats with you and photographs?***
*** lol no, don’t bother answering! this is the frickin Wakefield Doctrine, we know the answer
“did you know that clarks, while appearing to enjoy the company of their rogerian friends, will need (thats correct, I said need) to find a scott to interact with just to ‘recharge’?”
OMG! I can’t believe you just said that! (Or how true it is.) As I experienced it up close and personal yesterday… But now, I am off to ask DS#1 about footwear.
Oh, and to the person who asked about playing trumpets… NO!
Daffy Duck — He is a roger, right?
Okay. I’m really leaving now.
Hey Molly what was the experience?
Did you find out about that footwear yet? Similar to yours? Do tell…
AHK, I invited a friend over who is obviously a roger. The first thing she said to me was, “The older I get the more I go with the crowd. If everyone else is doing it, I think I have to too.” And then a two hour planned visit turned into a four hour visit.
Now, I like her… but when she left, I was exhausted. It wasn’t until my husband (who must be a scott) called later, that I felt like I had the energy to complete anything.