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

This is one of those posts.

There was a time, a more fertile time, when posts would spring into life at the slightest provocation. (I’ll spare you the attempt at literary, mythological allusions that would start with Athena and continue down through the ages. I will use one image at the top and, how to say, we’ll move on with the post.)

The song is the thing.

Whole series of Wakefield Doctrine posts have come into existence because of a few notes of a song rooted in our past.

clarks are funny about the past.

Not, ‘ha ha’ funny. More “Please continue, but do you mind if some of my colleagues join us? There is much to what you have written that is a matter of concern.”

While Ken Burns is one of the patron saints of the world of the Herd Members, it is too easy to think, “I get it, rogers are the historians of the three predominant worldviews.”

almost.

Fortunately, the Everything Rule asserts its non-judgmental presence to remind us that ‘Everyone does everything, at one time or another‘. Meaning, of course, that nothing in life, reality or our thoughts is of exclusive domain of one and not ‘the other two’ personality types here at the Wakefield Doctrine.

The classic example is found in occupations. scotts are, by virtue of their relationship to the world around them, in possession of qualities that sync very well with the requirements of being an effective police officer. They, (scotts), love to chase things that are fleeing, enjoy rapid motion, (car, running, jumping from one horse to another) and loud noises. They, (scotts), love the chase. As a bonus, being able to catch and release the prey/felon/random driver on the interstate, means their days will always be fulfilling.

While knowledge of the past is an activity manifested in clarks, scotts and rogers, the ‘reason’ and ‘nature’ of acquiring this knowledge varies among the three. And, not surprisingly, this variation reflects the world as experienced by the: Outsider(clarks), the Predator(scotts) and the Herd Member(rogers)

… but I go on and on. Permit me to play you a song that, if you’re of sufficient tenure on the planet may be familiar. That said, the echoes, (intellectual and emotional), will be as different as you from me. Yet, without the slightest diminution of the sudden inner silence that cues as does the music, when the past moves up on your right, an usher with a red-coned flashlight, invites you to take a seat in a theatre full of once-familiar faces.