Wexlome to the Wakefield Doctrinos (theory of clarks, scotts and rogers….and Pythagoris)
(Photo courtesy of Alex Mouzas, friend of mine who went to Greece with a Wakefield Doctrine hat (for his damn κεφάλι) According to the email, this photo was taken somewhere in Papingo.)
No matter how clearly you remember your days in the 2nd (or First) Grade, you still can’t fit in the chairs. And the thing of it is, I defy any of you out there to swear that, that first time you got to go back to such an early grade classroom? (and we all did, even if it was a totally different school), you didn’t try to sit in one of the now-tiny-desks. and yet, while that experience made the scotts laugh (and actually force themselves in the desk meant for a 7 year old and the rogers stood to the side and laugh and allow themselves to be convinced to try it themselves, which delights the scotts because that provides them with the opportunity to stand up and be a giant-tall-person. (the) clarks watched and observed but didn’t join in the fun, preferring to wait until the group, (taking the Welcome Back School Tour together as a group), has moved on to the cafeteria, then standing in the back of the empty class for a brief moment, then walking to the front of class, (the better to be able see their younger selfs).
…hey! you want to know a secret? There are times when I think, ‘clark!…dude! now you’re simply taking your own personal experiences and labeling them ‘clarklike‘ and adding them to the characteristics of the worldview of the Outsider!’ But …but! there are times when I think, ‘holy shit! all those other people can’t have had so a similar experience and subsequent reaction to (fill in the blank)… wait a gosh darn minute! they’re just pretending to…so they can laugh and stuff.’ Fortunately, I know better now and don’t worry about that kind of thing anymore. …sort of
the Wakefield Doctrine: ‘you can’t break it and you can’t get it wrong.’
yes, I am totally serious. ‘You can’t break it’ This Wakefield Doctrine is (in part) simply a set of characteristics (of people everywhere) divided into three groups. Whats to break? you could say, “yeah but! clarks are really the most accomplished seducers of women (and others)” and your listeners might glance at each other to see if this was one of those ‘hey! no hating…they mean well, let them go on with this and eventually they will learn…or not’ moments or everyone will start giggling (mostly at the mental image of a clarklike Lorathio/Lorathae)… (“hey baby, want to see my phrenology chart?“* or “why yes, that is a little spiked collar on my cat, her name is Cindazilla. want some Somalian chestnut-scented tea?”**)
as to the ‘you can’t get it wrong’… well, you can’t. Remember, ‘the Wakefield Doctrine is about you, not them’. The reason most other home-remedy-quality personality theories don’t work is that people read about personality types and immediately try to make the people around them agree to play the parts that the theory says they should. Now, I’m not saying you can’t say things like, ‘excuse me, you’re a scott, right? can you suggest the best makeup for this plaid sports coat with torn denims over lingerie outfit I have on?…. I have a beautiful pair of barbed-wire earrings, if that helps’ or ‘hi roger. do you think those people you always have lunch with in the cafeteria would mind if I joined you guys?’ you can but the Doctrine will tell you about what will happen even before you try it.
enough for today. I understand there’s a whole world of people out there and, I (have come to accept), that I can’t stay here all day.
* true story …except the ‘hey baby’ part. [it is actually one of my personal goals: to learn to be able to say ‘hey baby’ to a woman (friend or otherwise) without getting a response that includes: a) giggling or 2) that look…
** I have personally known clarklike females (back in college days) for whom this line would be greeted with not the slightest hint of surprise.
Somalian chestnut-scented tea?
I’d totally be squishing myself into the tiny chair and pretending to be a giant :D
…and incense and beaded curtains instead of interior doors and crystals. …and glitter (as makeup not just to throw and/or mail to un-suspecting people).
Hey Baby, get outta my head! I totally did the “clark thing” in the classroom. And y’know Im not so certain youre missing anything without making that ” hey baby” thing a goal…just sayin’.
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you don’t understand what it’s like to go through life with half the people around not being able to even hear my sincere expressions of pre-affections, or feel the aching within that comes from forming the perfect words, shaping the message that carries my heart (“… so, you come here often?”) exposing my soul in the quest for a connection (“…come on!! you know how much that dinner set me back??!”)
it is a noble ambition that I pursue
What does your wife think about it? Suck it up already…
lol (27 more of these Posts?!?..no fricken way!)
Looking forward to it!
You know I did the Scott thing in a child-sized chair just last week, whereby landing on my ass when the chair leg broke.
well, you are a scott…correct? nothing silly about it.
That Hey Baby thing? Cracked me up. Can’t stop laughing…and that’s big given how much my throat hurts this week.
Did that Clark thing in the classroom. Except found myself in a place where I had no choice but to sit in the chairs, no matter how small and awful. When we meet with Kidzilla’s teachers, invariably they choose the classroom to meet and the only chairs that exist are the tiny kid chairs. A conference room with grownup chairs would be so much more logical.