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Friday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

Following is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Unicorn Challenge bloghop

Hosted by jenne and ceayr, the rules are the most minimal: a limit of 250 words for a story. Of course, that presupposes that the minimal doesn’t go all Janus on us, as most of the writers here are of a level of imagination to make ten score and fifty words read like ‘Ulysses’ or ‘War and Peace’.

 

The world moved.

“No, that’s not bloody possible…”

The expanse of the mown grass on which the man stood resisted any easy reference point to contradict what his eyes, with the increasing collusion of his inner ear, were signaling. For the moment, his brain, with its dry, rational, preemptively superior, ‘cogito, ergo sum’ dismissed what the man in the blue uniform witnessed.

The motion was even, consistent and, were it not for the alternating light-dark stripes marching towards him like a tsunami on a seashore in Flatland, simply not possible.

“Get a grip, mate. Somehow, you’ve been drugged and put in this place. What’s the last thing you remember?”

The man’s rational certitude was rudely interrupted by the first shot of adrenalin tensing his legs. Unsurprisingly, a fight immediately broke out between his higher-order brain and lowly medulla oblongata. In defense of Man’s current state of sophistication, the former was bested only by a classic sucker-punch from the his lower abdomen in a full ‘what-the-fuck’ survival response. Suffice to say, his cerebellum was caught off guard, cynical eyebrow frozen in mid-flight.

The immeasurably vast field of green moved, inexorably, towards him.

The world began to roar. This did nothing to diminish the delusion of the earth moving nor the illusion of motion. He ran.

The last thought his oxygen deprived mind, more picture than words: A boy running with the near weightless stride of youth, outsized sports jersey billowing in response to his cry, “I never want to stop”.

 

 

 

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- [a Café Six]

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, there is but one rule. It relates to the number of sentences in a story. Can you guess the rule?

Prompt word:

DREAM

“Sure, but it was just such a vivid dream that I nagged my therapist, that surely there was something I could take to keep me, I don’t know, un-inclined to dream of her?”

Mid-day at the Six Sentence Café & Bistro can present a level of quiet that encourages the most untrusting to confide the deepest of secrets as the young woman in the ageless fashion continued, “Well, no, not all dreams; any freshman psych major knows that sleep deprivation will fuck you all up and, not dreaming at all is a close second.”

The ice-maker made a sound like an apologetic cough, as if to assure all that it had no intention to eavesdrop, but, for the record, approved of the young woman’s rationale.

“I know that it sounds, well, either immature or crazy, not that I cared, but I didn’t want to lose her and if I didn’t have the dream then I’ve truly lost her;” Rosetta Storme reached for the Hermes handbag she’d put on the bar, unconscious ransom for the audience she’d been granted, “Clearly I’m willing to live as an emotional cripple so I guess this disqualifies me for whatever job Lou thought you might have for me?”

The woman seated at the end of the long bar nearest a hallway that seemed to grow darker when one focused on it, smiled; less a ‘Mona Lisa smile’ and more, (though not as celebrated by the Renaissance masters), one would imagine forming on Mary Magdalene’s face, the better to make the silent wisdom in her eyes more accessible; “Cher, you’re the only kind of person we want.”

Like a giant clam conducting a symphony orchestra, Tom stood between the swinging doors of the Café’s kitchen and announced in a voice one-third laughter and one-half celebration, “Did I hear someone say BLTs!!?”

*

 

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Wednesday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

hey, normally we’d be all ‘shit-!-what-the-heck-am-I-gonna-do-?-it’s-Six-Sentence-Story-day-and-I-gots-nothin’ on this Wednesday morning. We prefer to have the Six posted on Six Sentence Story Eve. Takes the ‘pressure’ off our brains.

But, as luck would have it, our writing-friend Misky (from Six Sentence Story and the Unicorn Challenge) wrote herself a Comment that got us thinkin’ (ikr? a clarkthinking. knock us over with a feather!)

hey! that reinforces what it was we expressed in our Reply!

Wakefield Doctrine:  “…been amphetamine-puppy, which is not, in and of itself a bad thing but we fear over-repeating ourselfs…”

(to) Misky’s Comment:  >abhor being the center of attention but will not tolerate being ignored’.< Correct. Almost always.

So, here’s the thing: as a clark our primary fear* is scrutiny. So we don’t want to faux pas ourselves by repeating too many things about the Doctrine.

But, what the hell. We just spent fifteen minutes on the footnote below to be taken with a grain of wisdom1

clarks think, scotts act. rogers feel.  the Doctrine is for you, not them. when it comes to learning the Wakefield Doctrine, you can’t get it wrong (and finally) one of our favorite ways to spot the clark… ask the question: ‘How much is Two plus Two?’

 

* New Readers? Yes. There is a symmetry to the Doctrine. In this particular instance one would be safe to bullet-point the three primal fears (of):

  • clarks (the Outsider) Scrutiny. Sure we could go into a long, detailed, ‘sure-it-sounds-right-to-this-clark’ definition of the term. but we won’t
  • scotts (the Predator) Randomness. Fun story from the early days of the blog: Was out driving around one Saturday Night with Friend-of-the-Doctrine Glenn. We said, “The thing about clarks is that pretty much nothing would surprise us.” to which Glenn observed, “What the fuck are you talking about?” We said, “Well, tomorrow morning when we wake up and head out into the world, if it turns out that the sky actually is purple with pink polla-dots, we’ll just shrug and say, “OK.” To which Glenn said, “That would make me crazy. As a scott (and a Predator) the world not only has to be consistent, but it has to make sense. Day-to-Day ya know?”
  • rogers (the Herd Member) Social Disassociation.  “Did you hear someone?” (looking around the room which could be a classroom or a factory floor or the checkout line at Seven Twelve) there is a well-dressed person waving their arms in the air, mouths all silent-filmy… kinda getting mad) “No. Why? Did you hear someone?” (The well-dressed human shows signs of shrinking into a corner of abject fear)

1) Damn. What they say about ‘Write enough words and the chimpanzees will laugh is true! We just stumbled on that most rare of artifacts from the reality of the Herd Member (rogers) the ‘rogerian expression’. First this link will take you to the Page on rogers. we have a list of all rogerian expressions extant  But today! Big shoutout to Misky (for inspiring this way-longer-than-we-have-time-for post) for the ‘ taken with a grain of wisdom’

 

speaking of repetition

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Tuesday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

so, we were talking yesterday about the language of (one’s) personal reality. For illustration, example and ‘damn! I’ve done that!’ among the clarklike Readers allow us to retort.

In the context of the Doctrine that not only includes core vocabulary: ‘Excuse me‘… ‘Don’t mean to…’ ‘If only…’ with the nature and character of the world out there* as object; there is, of course, technical (and learned and, like universally respected) aspect of language that’s way beyond the scope of this Post.** But this guy Korzybski is fun to read.

And besides, the Wakefield Doctrine has never had the ambition of being mainstream-accredited. (That’s kind of a lie, we’d of loved being all world famous. This thing of it is, we lack the requisite level of rogerian aspect. Which, in our case, is a pretty-fricken weak tertiary aspect.)

New Readers! You have a predominant worldview aka personality type. It is that of the Outsider (clark), a Predator (scott) or a Member of the Herd (roger). Just one of ’em. Thing to remember is that the two characteristic personal realities that do not define the relationship through which you interact with the ‘real’ world (oft referred to as ‘the other two’), did not simply go away. They remain an inherent potential. And some people, well, some have higher levels of what we refer to as secondary and tertiary aspects, than others. We, your Humble Narrator*** offer the example of a clark with a significant secondary scottian aspect. How do we know that? Great question!

Consider a simple clark, one without a significant secondary or tertiary aspect. Well, for starters, you’d have to get to work trying to actually find them. oh, they’re there… disguised as the leafy vegetation at the edge of the metaphorical watering hole. clarks are all around you but prefer not to be noticed except when it is a controlled occurrence.

ProTip: Hey! How to spot a clark in a crowd at school or work or the local quicki mart. While they are not the center of attention, they are close by. If you’re lucky and there is a center of focus for the group, listen carefully. The person speaking, if a scott, is very often Jerry Mahoney*****, the clark is Walt. If the person speaking is a roger, then listen for the muttered, but very funny commentary that comes from the crowd.

Damn! That brings up the question, How do I quickly identify the predominant worldview of the people around us? Tune in tomorrow!

 

*easy clue to being an Outsider, i.e. to think of the world as being ‘out there’ as in apart from (us)

** see what we did there? yeah, roger, we knew that you knew and was just not going to tell us you knew

*** clarks have sometimes**** been described as people who: ‘abhor being the center of attention but will not tolerate being ignored’.

**** ok, a lot of times

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Monday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

Where were we?

oh yeah, here:

So to the three moving parts:

  1. clarks (the Outsider)
  2. scotts (the Predator)
  3. rogers (the Herd Member)

We are, all of us, born with the innate predisposition to relate to the world in one of three manners/styles/character. And these three ‘styles’ (that other ‘normal’ personality typing schemes and theories refer to as ‘personality type’) we call, ‘predominant worldviews’. Ever body’s got one. And, as a bonus, we never lose the potential of ‘the other two’. The two that did not manifest as our personality type remain a potential influence on our lifes and behavior)

Three personality types. Three ways to relate (ourselfs) to the world around us. Three (well, actually two. But we were really enjoying the anaphora…lol) instances where the secret to understanding (and being understood) lies in being fluent in two (very) foreign languages.

Intrigued?

Congratulations! You are demonstrating certain qualities that those who have come to this blog and stayed were possessed …of errr by.

Whatever.

ProTip: You know how we’re always talking about how personality types are reflections of how a person relates themselves to the world? That is the same as saying the person’s personal reality is…. that of the Outsider or the Predator or the Herd Member. With us so far? cool If you’ve made it this far, the idea that we all live in a certain, kinda limited but totally real-reality that is…..personal.

The thing, (useful, enlightening, fun), about this personal reality metaphor is that it makes the business of ‘language’ simple and straight-forward. We’re a clark. We live in the (personal) reality of the Outsider. We have a certain language to allow us act and interact with the world at large. (We good so far?)

ok, staying with the clark example. We act, as does everyone, with the world described in a certain language. We communicate, to varying degrees of success, with the people in our lifes, (and world in general), employing the vocabulary of the Outsider. For the most part, we’re all in Esperanto mode. We get what you’re saying. You know we just asked you, ‘Where is the bathroom?‘ Its just that when we add, in our endearing manner, ‘ We apologize for the imposition of our presence…‘ that the difference in languages makes itself felt.

…from the perspective of clarks, scotts and rogers, of course.

Outa time!

Questions are welcome.

 

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