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

Lets review:

The Wakefield Doctrine is an alternative perspective on the world around us and the people who make it up. This perspective consists of three distinct, (but somehow interrelated), relationships one maintains with their daily, personal reality. While everyone is born with these three as potential(s), at a very early age, one, (and only one), becomes dominant. We then, as tiny babies, begin the process of learning, developing, practicing the wide range of persistent social strategies (aka personalities) for surviving, (and hopefully, thriving), in the world as we are experiencing it. Which insight convinces us of the following provocative statement.

We all have (the) perfect personality type.

The three ‘personality types’ of the Wakefield Doctrine are:

  • clarks (the Outsider)
  • scotts (the Predator)
  • rogers (the Herd Member)

Each of these three reflect a different relationship with reality, (and the world and people and such). None of the three (personality types) are bad. None of the three are better than. (As one non-specified of the three, you might consider the three as a continuum. As another of the three you’d seize on that notion as an opportunity to argue about the overall validity of our little personality theory.)

Here is the most useful apophthegm*:

clarks think, scotts act and rogers feel

*yeah, you could, if you learned the principles of the Wakefield Doctrine to a comprehensive enough degree, divine which of the three personality types would be inclined to use that fairly obscure word for ‘short, pithy saying’ But then, you’d be wrong.1

clarks are crazy, scotts are stupid and rogers are dumb

  1. because of  ‘the Everything Rule’ which is not a ‘Get out of ‘no!-wait!-what-I-meant-was-I-really-do-understand’ card. It is, rather, a reminder to refocus on the effects of the character of one’s relationship to the people. places and things that make up ‘the world’.

So learn the character of each of the three relationships. Become so familiar with the manner in which the everyday presents itself to the three predominant worldviews of the Doctrine (aka becomes fluent) and you will know more about the other person (your spouse, your friend, the girl at the convenience store…whoever) than they know about themselves.

Which is not a bad thing provided you want to be able to…

 

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

This is the Doctrine’s weekly contribution to Lizzi R’s legacy bloghop, the Ten Things of Thankful (TToT). Created by our founderess in 1885. The less said, the better.

Anywho… we have a bloghop, of a genre oft-referred to as a gratitude blog (or Grat Blog) in which Readers and Writers are invited to share a list of Ten Things (or people, or places, or, of course, events) that have elicited the state of Gratitude or appreciation thereof such a condition.

For the Doctrine this week, our list:

1) Phyllis

2) Una

3) the Wakefield Doctrine

4) the non-snow-infested time of the year often referred to as Summer

5) completion of the first major landscaping project of the year;

Before

After

6) the Six Sentence Story bloghop

7) the utube for remaining a place to find most enjoyable channels for those moment between sweaty and sleeping (GP reference, if you please)… this week we stumbled across the channel: exurb1a. To check real quick if you’re checking this out would then be a Grat for your own list, here’s a link to a fun vid on the site:

8) our favorite prehistoric plant form (thistle)

9) something, something

10) Secret Rule 1.3

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Friedae -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

Well, this week’s Doctrine posts have been a fun! Charitably subtitled as: Comments-as-thesis-posts-built-around-them-like-bent-nail-scrap-lumber-tree-house-of-a-momentarily-unselfconscious-clark.

Shout-out to Frank for his (un-intentionally provocative Comments that provided a flat square of scrap plywood to be found at the edge of the metaphorical swampy-marshy area of the terrain of weekdays during Summer vacation) when we resolve to remember to explain to new Readers this wonderful(ly) alternative perspective on the world, reality and our commitment to getting through the day… ‘in language that everyone here can easily understand’

Friday?

Summer School?!

well, it would be cruel and unusual (well, cruel, anyway) to not treat any New Readers to a filmstrip! (ok, a video. and if the term ‘filmstrip’ carries any meaning to you, well, welcome to the Hypo-youth Culture! lol)

here ya go

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

Well, do you?

Well, before we get into what that word is, about today’s video Post.  Pretty good, right?  You will be Commenting in the form of a video (though audio is acceptable), won’t you?  To reinforce the ‘message’ of the video Post, we are totally serious about the fact that when we talk about personal realities we mean real…. reality. Not… “well I feel like yelling out during a movie!” or ” I think you look great in that dress and no one will notice your complexion, believe me”  or even  ” I really will work hard on getting a job, it will all work out for the best.

We’ll revisit this aspect of the Wakefield Doctrine more frequently going forward, as we now have Considerer and Michele and (the others) asking the hard questions.

So the word.

It’s an innocent enough word. More than innocent, this word is often considered to be one of positive meaning and intent, a hopeful word, an optimistic word. But as a loan shark is to your local bank, the price of the loan is always higher than the value secured.
The word is ‘maybe’.
In the hands (or on the tongues) of clarks, the word is meant well. “It is a good job, maybe I’ll get it“. Perhaps because, when clarks look at the world we see people and institutions, groups and family members who, while certainly not intending us harm, (they all) clearly know something that we don’t know. “Maybe I don’t want to be a doctor, maybe I really want to find my own way”. The words we use when describing the world we find ourselves in, are  picked with the hope of blending in, looking to be a member or, one of the guys/one of the girls. “I think I should ask her out, maybe I’ll wait until a better time” “How many times do we have to discuss this, maybe next time you’ll listen to me”

Not really sure what it was that struck me about the use of the word ‘maybe’, it just seems that it has a certain resonance when employed by clarks. It is a word that lets us ‘commit without committing’, a word designed to insulate us from disappointment. clarks fear disappointment almost as much as we fear fear. More in a way. Fear can be run from. Disappointment is a sentence of reduced possibility. And if clarks are anything, we are people who believe that having possibilities is the difference between a possibly happy life and a life where we still have options. In a sense, as long as we have the possibility (of something) there is hope.  Maybe.

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- “a Six Sentence Café & Bistro Six …cont’d”

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.

Previously, in our tale…

Prompt word:

THUNDER

The broad blue afternoon sky conveyed the uncertainty of an uninvited guest to the party-on-the-roof and frowned itself a low-row of dark clouds. Keeping a distance, it mostly hid behind the other buildings in the industrial district; an occasional flash of lightning, ineffectual attempts to announce itself. As a last-ditch effort to be noticed, it produced a distant chorus of thunder.

The tall, thin man stepped backwards through the door to the stairway led down to the lower floors of the mill building that housed the Six Sentence Café & Bistro. As his left knee accepted the weight of his body, his right leg extended into the stairwell, even as his mind considerately provided an ink and pen drawing of ta’i chi: (Lǚ).

The Proprietor’s last open-air view was of people surrounding la Raconteuse who, in turn, smiled at friends both new and old, with the kind of wistfulness that spoke of childhood games played out by actors far too old for their parts; only Frank, his head nodding to something or someone unseen, appeared comfortable in the social embrace of the other guests.

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- “the Adventurers gain sight into the history of the Time Mechanism”

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.

Previously, in our tale…

Prompt word:

THUNDER

“You all believe you have a good reason for coming to Chicago,” Anya Clarieaux walked around the table as she spoke, a pre-Copernican Sun lighting a flat Earth; “rather than me, your Host, state the actual reason you’re here, I thought I’d ask one of your fellow travelers to set the record straight; Ian would you care to help your little friends adjust perspective on their adventure?”

Shit! Getting between this woman and anything she had an interest in is, at best, a very high-risk proposition; as if I needed it, at that moment the Chicago skyline was washed out by a flash of lightning, “No, please, you have so much more of a grasp on this particular narrative; btw, love the dress, Alice+Olivia, am I right?”

Turning in my chair I could see Anya’s pupils dilate to a degree that would make most nocturnal predators green with envy, fortunately, the thunder, left behind by the blinding flash of lightning, hit the building with such force it created tiny, transparent tsunamis in my water glass.

“Ian, dear, surely you haven’t forgotten how not good an idea it is to refuse a request,” the silence at the table, magnified by the recent roll of thunder intensified, “but that’s for you and I to discuss at a later time,” Anya laughed like a high school girl hearing her date for the Junior prom promise her the world.

“Sister Aclima, we’ll start with you; your Order of Lilith was instrumental in the recovery of the last component needed to complete Professor Egmont’s machine nearly a hundred and fifty years ago; please check your phone, read the email labeled Brașov,” now adopting the tone of a high school teacher on a field trip to the Smithsonian, “Rosetta, you and your friend will get the link as well as Ian here; Darby, you’ll just have to read over Sister Aclima’s shoulder.”

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