Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
A picture is worth a thousand words, so Fred R Bernard would advise. Well, that would imply, in the course of a thousand Wakefield Doctrine posts, we’ve supplied Readers with over (carry the six, hold the polynomial and praise the lord) at least ‘One Million Words!’ Let make that Grat 7
And, to continue our excursion into the realm of mathematics, like when we were young in the winter and tried to cross a puddle that was more than ankle-deep by the simple expediant of running and trying to lift our feet, even as the fractal-polygons of ice submerge under our weight*, we would say, “Lizzi would be proud.’ (And, as host, Dyanne might nod in approval.)
I would not deny gratitude (or the clarklike-facsimile) for the following this week.
1) Phyllis ———————–↓
2) Una —————————————————-↑
3) Ola
4) Bella
5) the Wakefield Doctrine
6) Hypograt* The beginning of winter this weekend.
7) To celebrate the use and abuse of photos as post enhancement, (you know, like Hamburger Helper for rhetoric and prose), here is the photo used on this date in 2012
8) the Book of Secret Rules (aka Secret Book of Rules) for providing us with such a helpful concept as Hypogratudinal Thankfuls; those people, places and things that we could live without, however our lives would, somehow, be diminished, had they not occurred.
9) serial stories: ‘the Whitechapel Interlude‘ and ‘the Case of the Missing Fig Leaf‘
10) Secret Rule 1.3 which, ‘hey, it’s the long[est] day of the year, don’t sit behind a keyboard like it was the windshield of a car with a tank full of gas and no speed limit, get out there and do shit ….et al; ….sic transit gloria mundi, y’all’
* If memory serves me well, and who would deny that, at this stage of life, surely we’ve edited all but the most obscure recollections, the better to support our current secret biographies; this strategy doesn’t seem to never work, albeit on occasion, accompanied by a price much higher than originally anticipated. And that observations speaks volumes to the question ‘Do we remember what we want to or do we remember only what we need to?’
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