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The Original Thanksgiving post from… -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

As a nod to our (weak) rogerian tertiary aspect* today we are re-printing original the Wakefield Doctrine Thanksgiving post. Published on November 24, 2010 we present it in it’s entirety, un-cut, un-abridged** and uncensored, complete with original music and, as an added bonus, notes and commentary from reprints in the intervening years.

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

As everyone knows we are about to celebrate Thanksgiving here in Oceania. Once a single-day holiday, calendar-creep now has it starting on Wednesday and ending Sunday night (…”man, did you see the traffic on the interstate”?). We will make every effort to keep the Posts coming, even through such a distracting time of year. (This Post is as mixed and confused as the Holiday itself).
Second only to Christmas in it’s demands upon the members (of our) culture, Thanksgiving is shedding it’s historical camouflage and coming into it’s own in terms of proscribed ritual behavior. Of course, Thanksgiving has always laid claim to being a standalone, not-a-hand-me-down, genuine American holiday, unlike those twin imported festivals, Christmas and Easter. As children we are not only taught the story of ‘The First Thanksgiving’, we even had school-directed Thanksgiving lessons.1  As a result, it is a holiday in which it is relatively simple to know how to act properly and  as such, is clark-friendly.2 I probably should resurrect/re-post something from the Doctrine archives that deal with the holidays, but hey! it’s Thanksgiving Week!! And we all know what that means!

…it means stress raised to levels otherwise experienced only on Wedding Days, (the day before) major Surgery, asking a girl out for the first time and/or giving birth; all delivered to every single member of your family unit in equal doses:

  • the cook-person (usually the female, but not always) “hey get out of the kitchen, you’re in the way”! / “hey where did everyone go, why do I have to be stuck in the kitchen”?
  • the children “why can’t we go outside, we hardly know those people”! / “I will try to get home at least for dinner, but I have a term paper that has to get laid”
  • the relatives (old) “why I remember when you were just this tall”! / “don’t you remember when we all went to the shore, you were this tall”
  • the relatives (young) “why can’t we stay home and have dinner” / “there’s nothing on TV, they don’t have any video games at grandma’s house”!
  • the invited friends “hey, you know what would be really exciting“? / “hey, your family are really nice people”!
  • the turkey/the carving/the presenting of the food, “it’s over-cooked I just know I over-cooked it”! / “no, it’s just fine! It’s just that the knife is still too dull”!
  • the desserts “hey, more than one desert at a single meal”! / “what the hell is a ‘Mince’ and why is it in a pie”?

We all know that “the holidays” are experienced differently by each of the three (clarks, scotts and rogers) and therefore the demands of the celebrations are very effective illustration of the nature of each. But if there was no Thanksgiving, a roger would have invented it! (Actually, they probably did). Think about it! A holiday celebration that is:

  • based on a factual historical event (sort of)
  • the protagonists (of the story) are religious refugees, persecuted and driven away together on boats
  • food, specific food and a not-to-be-deviated-from Menu
  • ritual menu and a full schedule of events
  • shopping in herds, as the climax of the celebration (Black Friday)
  • a moral taught to the young: we came here, those strangers who helped us were different, (…we had a feast and wiped out their culture)

I will be so bold as to suggest that there is no more rogerian a holiday than Thanksgiving!  If there was a St Roger, his feast day would so be in the last week of November.  (Saint Roger; Holy Mother Church’s only self-martyred Martyr. He died at the hands of the original Pilgrims and the Wampanoags;  records in Vatican archives tell us that St Roger’s suggestions throughout the day were accepted with good nature by all in attendance, i.e. “..don’t you think the deer is a little over-cooked”…”pumpkin pie? who would make a pie out of those things?”…”why is that construction-paper Indian’s head all folded”… But, as the story has it, the assembled party reached their limits when he was heard to say, “what do you mean, ‘no turkey’? the best part of the holiday is a cold turkey and pemmican sandwich at around 9:00pm’. His martyrdom is the subject of an up-coming Ken Burns documentary, “St. Roger…when enough is not nearly enough“)

And since we are on the subject of rogers and holidays, is there any human activity that is more one sided, over-hyped, expectations-sure-to-fall short, ( not counting sex on the eve of a relationship breaking up),  than parades? I don’t care if you are a trombone player in the middle of the herd or someone sitting in their living room watching it on TV…you are a roger. (…Someone tell me I’m lying.)

In any event, my own memories of (childhood)  Thanksgivings are all about the walnuts. (Among the several once-a-year foods) a bowl of nuts was put in the living room for the guests but the cool thing was that the nutcracker and those pointy-picking-something-out devices were included. I did not, and still do not like walnuts, but the chance to use the implements was the high point of the day. (…well that little memory-leftover has nothing to do with any of the rest of this trainwreck of a Post, lol)

 

1) such as pageants and plays and a whole bunch of shit that we were forced to make out of construction paper (using those rounded scissors and that white-paste-stuff that you could never keep off your fingers) and then the fuckin head of the Indians you so carefully crafted would get folded over and the whole thing still had to go up on the border around the blackboard of the classroom.

2) you really should not need this explained to you…about clarks…and holidays.

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Commentary/Intros from previous T-Givings:

 

November 23, 2011:

‘J’accuse!* that turkey did not commit suicide!…the Wakefield Doctrine Holiday-style’

 

Thanksgiving Day1 is the holiday that, if we did not already know that there exists a personality type referred to as a roger,  someone else would have pointed it out to us.  Perhaps the task would have fallen to an Art Professor in a land grant college somewhere in the Midwest. We can imagine the epiphany …in the middle of the night (during his sabbatical devoted to the study of the works of Norman Rockwell)
” My god!  Norman’s work is not just a robust and healthy celebration of paedophilia! He has been trying to tell us to transform our culture!  …for all good Americans to come forth and show their appreciation of patriotism, consumerism and child-abuse!!”

We have, from time to time, been accused of indiscriminate use of hyperbole in these pages, however, just consider the astounding level of pervasiveness of the  ‘Holiday of Thanksgiving’.  It is not enough to close the Post Office system and all other government agencies2 , no it is not, this Holiday actually attempts to compel normal, rational, adult people to sit in front of the television and watch a Parade involving giant balloon representations of out-of-print newspaper cartoon characters! Who the hell watches the Macy’s Day Parade on purpose?!?  Throughout the entire morning of Thanksgiving, you simply cannot escape the pageantry and spectacle, broadcast live and has as the ’emcees’,  News Anchors from the major networks morning news shows!  ( “Thats right, Matt! That’s Kenny Chesney and Taylor Swift on the Snoop Dog float… it says here that her eye makeup took 12 hours and 6 pounds of aluminum foil chips to create!!” ). Like a  Hieronymus Bosch painting done in ‘live-action’, the whole country is exposed to hours and hours of Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade… more than 3 hours of parade music and floats  (” … hey, Anne isn’t the next float from your hometown”?  “That’s right Al! it’s my old Alma mater, the East Clydesdale High School Marching Band playing a medley, ‘Straight outta Compton’, ‘Fuck tha Police’ and ‘Gangsta Gangsta’ ).

Why do we say Thanksgiving is the most rogerian of all holidays?  Simply because Thanksgiving is about the how, not the why.  As a holiday and a cultural event, this particular holiday tells it’s participants exactly what to do; what to eat and how to cook it! Taught from childhood, every member of our culture knows precisely how (and) where they are expected to spend the Holiday! Thanksgiving is about family and if there is anything that rogers fake better than anyone, it is the joyful appreciation and celebration of the family.

 

November 26, 2013:

 

”the votes are in! Reader’s favorite T-Cell Day Post’ the Wakefield Doctrine ‘telling you what for, for 4 years… now trademarked ‘© !’

Thought I would get us in the mood for the upcoming consumptials with a re-print of a previous Thanksgiving Post. I will keep this intro brief as the Wakefield Doctrine has a disturbing tendency to take over, even when I’m feeling like not writing a new Post! (If the truth be told, especially when I do not want to write a new Post). Seeing how we’re all kinds of semi-mainstream these days, it might be right for me to apologize to the Norman Rockwell fans out there….nah  sorry guys,  the dude was twisted. In any event, here’s a Post from the year 2011.  (the ‘c’?  oh that!  yeah, the trademark papers came through the other day…we all kinds ‘o rogerian now, what with the government backin our moves an such.  keep your hands off the Doctrine, bitches…we gots ourselfs some major referential authority.)

lol (no, I don’t really think that Mila was at the First Thanksgiving, but I would loves to find me a photo of Alice in, like post-apocalyptic, Pilgrim duds…. damn!)

 

 

* the Wakefield Doctrine is founded on the proposition that we are, all of us, born with the capacity to experience the world in one of three ways: as an Outsider(clark), a Predator(scott) or a Herd Member(rogers). At an early, early age we take on one of the three perspectives and develop our personalities in the context of this, what we call the predominant worldview. We never lose the potential to experience the world as do ‘the other two’, however, in some they are in namesake only, in others these can have a significant and noticeable effect. They are referred to as secondary and tertiary aspects. Myself as an example: I’m a clark (predominant worldview) with a (strong) secondary scottian aspect and a (weak) rogerian tertiary.

** one of the really fun products of the Wakefield Doctrine was the isolating and identifying of a characteristic of the rogerian worldview called a rogerian expression. Here is the link that explains it. From above an example: the ‘unabridged edition?’ the rogerian expression would have it ‘the unabashed edition’

lol… yeah, I know!

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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

Comments

  1. LOL Excellent “postage” this morning. (yes, yes I did listen to the Requiem while reading :D)

  2. Happy Thanksgiving!!!

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Thanks, Mimi
      Same to you an them*

      * not quite on par with a Boudreaux and Thibodeaux story, but I do like what the way they talk and such

  3. AKH says:

    Excellent homage to rogers.
    I was drawn to the conductor:
    A roger? (precision, what to play, how to play it). You know, the perfect temperature for the gravy and all…
    Or simply a scott? (front and center)
    Me thinks a roger