Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.
Prompt word:
FISH
“What?”
Rosetta Storme threw what a charitable person would consider a ‘friendly glare’ at the young man seated across from her in the Lounge at the Ritz Carlton; despite, or perhaps because of, the intensity of the previous night, the Sophomore appeared engaged in the American version of zazen, which is to say, throw a line in the water and wait for a hungry (and gullible) fish to happen by.
“Nothing!”
There is, among a certain demographic, a specialized vocabulary of lies, i.e. they lack the ambition to mis-inform/-lead/-direct or otherwise deceive, yet once spoken, they have the value of acting as verbal bookmarks in a relationship; among these, ‘Nothing’ is surely the most potent of these placeholder lies; now our Miz Storme is many things, a person to miss the opportunity to gain strategic advantage is not one of them,
“So two questions: your full, real name and do you really believe you’re an accidental time traveler?”
“It’s Ethan, Ethan van Decken and yes I believe I was a college sophomore in the early 1970s; your trouble is you consider the concept of belief to deserve sarcasm and I don’t; it is the consequence of sufficiently strong belief, faith if you will, that shapes the real world, touch this and one man screams or touch that and a woman moans, belief is powerful.”
Rosetta laughed her private laugh, one the Sophomore heard only when they were alone, it was joyful surprise with a touch of awe,
“Ok, we still have to go meet my Uncle Lou’s people and get briefed, if you behave yourself there, when we get back I’ll let you ‘touch that’.”
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About clarkscottroger
What Nothing and Fine- the three words that started every war known to man.
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Such a nice name he has – and yes, lovely to meet and greet one of the many time travellers we have known in the past.
thanks… don’t tell anyone but I borrowed Ethan’s last name from the legend of the Flying Dutchman (which one of the accounts of the story put him down near you). Names are as enjoyable as locations for me, at least when I get one I like.
The Flying Dutchman – perfect… and that perfect storm at that time. Ooh, that’s a fab place, and yes, very close to me… Wonderful again (poet time, maybe).
that was Cape Horn, and Table Bay, right?
You are almost right. It’s Cape of Good Hope and Table Bay (and Table Mountain too). And just the other way is False Bay, which is very close to where I stay.
love the legend (as tragic as most fables and parables)
… and then to compound things, there’s the *whatever* tool.
Very nicely penned.
yeah… while it, ‘whatever’ has surely been around a long time, it was only (for me) when employed by Millennials (and other hypo-spirited generations) that I sat up and noticed… aiiyee so effective
Fine detail in the description of their brief conversation and good observation from Ethan van Decken that “belief is powerful”.
thanks Frank!
Faith shapes the world, which is why we must be careful where we put our faith.
this is very true
With an offer like that, why would you not behave yourself?
lol
there is that
I like the reference to a “specialized vocabulary of lies.” I guess politicians have libraries of lies.
ya think?
;p
Promises made are sometimes misleading. We’ll see what comes to pass…
no! misleading?!? who (in a couple) would even consider deception
Certainly not me…Ha!
lol