Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
If you permit us to dispense with all the set-up and qualification for the thesis of today’s post, i.e. which of the three will get it, why the ‘other two’ don’t, what you say we just jump right in.
The Wakefield Doctrine is a perspective on the world around us (and the people who make it up) that is useful as a tool. A tool to aid in our effort to self-improve ourselfs.
As is the case with most (simple) machines and (their scottian cousins) simple tools, their most basic (and therefore, efficacious) operation should be immediately apparent. So too, with our Doctrine.
So here’s the thing: it’s not that the Doctrine doesn’t bring about changes in how we relate ourselves to the world around us, it does. It’s that we don’t always accept the changes we know in our minds are what we ‘want’.
In other words, ‘We go into the Better Self Store. Find what we’ve been looking for and take it to the Checkout counter. Pay for it. Proceed to walk out of the store, leaving our purchase on the counter.*
yeah, like that.
New Readers! Some of you, the more adept at this Doctrine thing, are probably feeling less than well. A slight drop in the stomach, heat in the face etc. Don’t despair. You’ve already done the hard work. Most (say 2/3) of people don’t know there’s a store. Of those who do, most of them, don’t know where it is** and finally, of them who drive into the parking lot, almost all don’t have what it takes to walk into the store.
*or, worse, take out out of the store, put it on the roof of our vehicle as we unlock the doors and…drive away with it still on the roof. (yeah, you more advanced, imaginative Readers, the pedestrians, they be all, “My goodness! Don’t that driver know they’ve left they purchase on de roof?”
** Hint: it’s somewhere different for each of us and is not always clearly marked. (On our maps. We’re doing a metaphor/allegory/parable here, people. yeah, again. lol)
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I’ve never done that. My husband has though. A wallet left (only once) on the car roof in the early 1980s. A Costa coffee on the roof, although there’s been no repeat of that; it was messy. He’s constantly misplacing things; one day I suspect he’ll misplace me.
ayiiee fortunately I have not had this experience either …so far lol
I once left my book and notes on top of the car — The Peloponnesian Wars — and was very thankful I’d written my name and phone number on the inside of both the book and notebook. Husband left his phone on the roof of the car, he had it in a case with a metal shank in it, it got run over on a busy street and only needed a new screen. I knew a lady who left the baby in the carseat on top of the car. Baby toppled into a snow bank, thankfully, and was unharmed, but CPS investigated because it happened in a store parking lot and was witnessed and called in. Their decision, not abusive, she was just absent minded.
memory is weird no? (the detail o remembering the title of the book*)
I did once lose dress shirt in my college form room (serially, it was an. 8×12 room with a desk a chair and a single bed! go figure)
*I’m assuming this event was not last week lol
Maybe some things got misplaced, or stolen.
given we’re a clark, prob the misplaced ;}