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

The vast majority of posts written and published in what is sometimes referred to as ‘the blogosphere’ are the result of considerable thought and reflection, research and fact-checking; not to mention the final hours of edit and polish. Often overlooked is the very first step in the writing of a blogpost, if for no other reason than creativity, the true gift of the gods, is a fickle lover. (Like that classmate in your sophomore year you obsessed over, who your contemporaries knew was out of your league and your friends withheld judgement, (either because they could not stand to see the look on your face confronting a certain socio-bio-evolutionary fact or, like the person who decides not to get into the jam-packed car to ‘see-how-fast-we-can-get-back-to-the-dorm, just didn’t want to be on the inevitable witness list), creativity is always thought worth any price until it has granted your wish.)

Then there are the everyday posts. They rise, like a Charles Schultz myth-in-waiting, staking their attractiveness, (to Readers), on the everydayness of the subject matter. Who doesn’t want to hear a theory explained, illustrated or otherwise ‘played-in-a-different-key’?

(A most excellent, and way-archaic expression appropriate at this point is ‘stem-winding’.¹)

… where was I?

Big day today. Live rehearsal of work project. A ‘proof of concept’ if you will, of the efficacy of the Wakefield Doctrine as a tool for self-improving oneself.

Abbreviated version: I’m a clark with a strong secondary scottian aspect. In my predominant worldview, (that of ‘the Outsider’), scrutiny is the greatest threat, the thing to avoid. You surely have clarks in your life, (if you’re not one your-ownself); they’re the ones who run whenever a tape recorder, still camera or, worst of all, a video camera appears.

Here’s the tricky distinction; (New Readers? Not to worry, this will make sense eventually, don’t hesitate to ask questions in the form of a comment.) My personal reality makes being recorded, (audio, still, whatever), something to be avoided. It’s reasonable, too! If you didn’t know how to swim, how enjoyable do you think it would be to accept your scottian friend’s invitation to join him/her in a canoe for a paddle around Bottomless Lake?

Damn straight! No sense at all.

However, if your secondary aspect is scottian, then the threat to your life, (from the boating), sometimes goes lower-case. Not so much, ‘No big deal’, but, more, ‘Ya know, that might be interesting.’ And, depending on the-width-of-the-gap-between-buildings or the speed-required-to-beat-the-train-to-the-crossing, if you trust the implied competency of this small voice (your secondary aspect), you just might make it.

Today is kinda like that.

(And this post, for those who remember the early days of this blog, represents an attempt to get my ‘voice’ back to the less maturely-thought-through approach to relating myself to the world around me and more into the speeding car of the smart-aleck scottian influence.)

Ha! Made ya read this far.

Music? a course.

1) hokey-smoke! here I was, totally confident in my understanding of the origin of the ‘stem-winder’ expression and, as good judgement and one-too-many entrances with fly down, teaches us, I went to our friends at the Wikipedia. The correct answer is yes, but!

here: stem winder