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August 14, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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

Simplest of search parameters for today’s eponymous post.: the earliest 14th of August available.

Full Disclosure: Interesting search results. This (Publish)Date yielded what seems an inordinately-high level of August fourteenths. No, we didn’t survey, correlate, gather, analyze and dramatize the numbers. (My rogerian aspect is tertiary and quite faint. You’re welcome to go and do the research with your sines, cosine chi squares and margins of error. Really?!? Margins of Error?!?! Who other than our Herd brethren would include the precise measure of how wrong they are in their calculations as making the product of their effort more convincing!?)

Seriously.

That said, this post is about the Outsider. We’d be risking the perception of exaggeration (by our Readers) if we were to now digress into what it is about the ‘Margin of Error’ concept that would make a sane person want to throw the keyboard down on the ground. So, we will not. If you really want to know, ask in the Comments.

be more of a clark? on purpose? are you serious?!? the Wakefield Doctrine

August 14, 2012

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

We all know that:

clarks think

scotts act

rogers feel

(and) ..we all know that scotts are the confident ones, they are the ones who do not hesitate to act, scotts are the natural leaders and when they shout to the group (and there is always a group around them), when it comes into the head of a scott to move, to act, to do something (because they are bored) and they say, “Hey!! Lets go this way! (most) people follow immediately, without hesitation or question.

(and) we all know that rogers are the confident ones, they are the ones who know all about the matter at hand, the whys and the wherefores and most importantly, they know about who else has been/is/or will be involved in the activity that you are curious about, rogers are the organized ones and when they say, “You should do it this way, (most) people will follow (the directions).

So what about the clarks?

(well) everyone knows that clarks are:

possessed of/by/with a really great sense of humor, well …better make that a rather odd sense of humor

a very caring and sensitive person, well …at least once you get to know her and not be put off by the weirdness

smart, so smart that its, well …not smart in terms of grades or day-to-day real life decisions, but in every otherway!

organized, has everything in his head, well organized on some level but if you need to remember something you said last year or the name of the actor in a 23 year old movie!

attractive, well not in what you might call the conventional way, but when you see how she offsets the tattoos with the boots and it, somehow ties together, kinda spooky actually

creative really more than anyone, well if creative is about the things that never were and will never be, then you have the right person

intuitive, she has a way of, well, I think she holds back how much she understands

weird well duh!

If you are (still) reading, then you are what we call a scott or a roger or a clark with a certain level of flexible intelligence*… and in an effort to increase the odds that you will continue reading, we will say this: if you are a scott then you have what we call a secondary clarklike aspect and if you are a roger, then you have what we call a secondary clarklike aspect. As you know, while we all develop as one predominant type (clark or scott or roger ) we always retain the capacity to experience the world as the ‘other two’ types. We call these two types the secondary aspect and the tertiary aspect. They have an effect on how you express your predominant personality type, but that is beyond the scope of this here Post here. Suffice to say, if you are not a (predominant) clark, then your secondary aspect most likely is clarklike because it is the insatiable curiosity and tolerance of the unknown that keeps you reading, despite all your instincts to the contrary.

So about the music that follows… the fun of totally enjoying a song by Bill Monroe, then hearing something like the Fred Hammond tune from yesterday’s Post and then having ‘Blue Rondo a la Turk’ come on the radio and smiling for the pure joy of the wonderful and horrifying variety of things to appreciate that is available to you, when you are a clark.

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

August 13, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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

Will mow, if it ever stops raining.

This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Ten Things of Thankful (TToT) bloghop.

As per the rules, below are Ten Things (and places and people and lifeforms) that elicit in us a state of gratitude.

1) Una

2) Phyllis

3) the Wakefield Doctrine

4) the Six Sentence Story bloghop

5) writing (researching a Reply to a comment by Nick yesterday, went back to the Character Page from ‘Missing Starr’ saw that I was, at that time clearly aware of the need for stripper names if I were to continue writing about the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club & Lounge. (I know I’m over-selling this joke but! the note was, ‘this dancer starts her routine coming out on stage dressed as a nun: Jessica Habit’)

damn! I wish I was still that funny.

6) Mimi for riding shotgun on my semi-obsessive, thoroughly unsanctioned post (lol)

7) Una’s Garden of Confused Proliferation

A reverse view (from the correct right-to-left reading orientation). Hey, theys trying!

8) something, something

9) Department of Education and Senior Canines (old dogs, new tricks?) I prefer my days be organized by way of lists on yellow-lined pads, (first photo). But they clearly decided that I needed to up my game and could find only the type in the second photo. No promises. Gonna try.

10) Secret Rule 1.3

music vids

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

August 11, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Hosted by Denise, it is governed by one and only one Rule, (the ‘hop, not the host): make that story exactly six sentences in length.

Full Disclosure: this is a ‘true Six’. At the start of writing yesterday’s Six, (having Lou as a character in it, what can we say, ‘easy-peasy’ am I right?). Trouble was, I got the beginning of a song in my head that insisted it should be included. Only the first ten notes. Turns out I guessed the group who did the song correctly, but the song itself, incorrectly. Today we have the correct song (by Cream).

… and a thoroughly weird-assed Six Sentence Story.

This week’s prompt word:

SEAL

“”Thank god, I know the name of the song!!”

The other Proprietors, (not counting jenne or Ford or Chris, who were on sabbatical, furlough and sick leave, respectively), were standing in a semi-circle at the edge of the small stage nearest to the bar; they were facing an object emitting a multi-colored light that: imparted a carnelian hue to the Gatekeeper‘s face, like a sunrise in the Carpathian mountains; sent a pale cast of celadon to the Barkeeper, making one think of nested porcelain dolls; Mimi, who stood between the bar and the small group, owing to her leaving her Off-White sneakers (with the lifts) at her stool, had to accept a pale blue halo; Tom just stepping out of the kitchen was hypnotized by a spare ray of gold, rendering him speechless, but he still managed to turn to shield his guest, Nancy, who, having been shanghaied by the short-order-chef of the Six Sentence Café & Bistro, had the protection of her white garb to reflect all spectra, save a spare rose beam.

The tall, thin man moved with surprising urgency from the entrance of the hallway that lead to the Managers office even as Hunga tilted his head in that uniquely-canine, non-verbal interrogative, which caused the Manger to cease his frantic progress to the empty-except-for-the-necessary-to-get-away-with-the-narrative, people, crouch to offer a Mini Milk Bone© to him; the dog accepted the gift but raised his ears at the repeating ten notes the well-dressed man was humming.

“Wait! I get the next choice of song… No, you had the turn before last… Yeah, but I have a cigar…. sure, but have you noticed I’m holding one of those little, curved knifes that heaven-only-knows is the preferred utencil for slicing lemons… well, (from back at the bar), I’ll see your lemon knife and raise you a…..a. colandar!!! (err, I’m new here, but does that make any sense?)… Please, everyone will get a chance to pick a song from the new jukebox (the letters scrolled in an obviously-strained, yet ultimately patient manner across the computer display set on the small stage... I believe the man who established this patently-contrived, if-not-undeniably-good-natured-premise should have first pick...”

…the small crowd of virtual people became silent in their assent to the wisdom.

....but then, I’m next and I’m going with S7 Seal’s Kiss from a Rose!

The tall, thin manager stepped up to the glass of the jukebox, his reflection in the glass front a portrait of inexplicable relief and the hint of a smile that lingered like a memory fragment of a time too long ago.

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- [an Ian Devereaux Six]

August 10, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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

This is our contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Hosted by Denise, guided by the simplest of rules: use the prompt word and tell a story in exactly six sentenceseses.

[N.B. I’d almost forgotten the story thread involving Ian Devereaux being ‘requested’ by Lou to do some background research on Cyrus St. Loreto. This was at the outset of the merger proposal from the Bernebau Company to the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge. I’ll try to find the link back. First, I got, like, eighteen sentences to pare down. In my defense, our Mr. Ceasare simply writes himself and anyone else he cares to interact with, once he takes the floor.]

Prompt word:

SEAL

“Yeah, the deal is off,” being a Friday, Lou was dressed in business casual, which in the world of crime, restaurants and other non-FTC regulated financial institutions, meant a white shirt half-buttoned like a badly stitched wound, two Cross pens keeping a cigarillo prisoner in the breast pocket, a pair of drugstore reading glasses hanging from a lanyard of pray-worn rosary beads; his face betrayed nothing that did not reinforce whatever message he was interested in conveying; he simply looked at me, the way a hawk on the top limb of a tree is just looking at the grassy meadow below.

Before I could respond, Diane Tierney walked up and spoke into Lou’s ear, the brown waves of her hair tugged by gravity into a profane sacramental seal as effective as any confessional’s latticed-wood screen; I knew better than to interrupt, fidget or do anything that made my presence in the other half of the booth more obvious than it was, not that it would matter; Lou ended whatever discussion he was having with a sotto voce PowerPoint consisting of a series of ‘fuck that’ bullet points.

I looked up as Diane turned to walk back to her office, aka the hostess station at the front entrance, and was rewarded with a half-smile swinging from a raised eyebrow and the brush-bump of her left hip; my day’s ledger left the negative column and soared, discretely of course, into the positive.

I turned my attention back to Lou, as voluntary an action as a dinghy tethered to an oil tanker, in time to see him begin to address me, “Just outa curiosity, mind you, what didja learn about my guy down in Miami?”

Despite the name Emile Zola trying to crash the party, I leaned over the table as far as the force of Lou’s personality permitted, “If the key metric on this guy was deferential respect from his peer group and the desire to do business with him, Mr. St. Loreto makes Keyser Söze look like John Mayer; in one word: Be Careful.”

Lou’s outburst of laughter was as commanding as it was loud, like a pack of starving timber wolves avalanching into a pre-school playground, everything in the place stopped: Sal Divine ceased her slide down the brass pole, the table of college boys froze into sexual mimes and at least one of the power drinkers at the bar had what was clearly a Moment of Clarity; finally Lou stopped laughing, “I like you Devereaux, I know I shouldn’t, but what the hell.”

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Wednesday -the Wakefield Doctrine- “…Better Wait than Never (a) Back-to-School 1968-style”

August 9, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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

~~As promised~~.

Damn!

First, a shout-out to Mimi* for reminding us of our promise to free-hand a post on the nature of this time of year.

The Wakefield Doctrine is gender, culture and age neutral. It doesn’t matter if’n you’re a seventy-one-year-old high school Freshman, a nineteen-year-old dropout starting her first day at the local supermarket bringing grocery orders out to the cars of people indulging their crowdaphobic tendencies or a recent immigrant from a country that does not appreciate them.

(What’s that? Yeah, the Doctrine maintains a standard that evolves and includes developments such as non-binary identity and the like. We have a work-friend, a scottian female, who was the first person we introduced to the Doctrine (in the workplace). Consistent with being a scott (with a strong secondary clarklike aspect) she got it immediately. And insisted we should change our nomenclature to distinguish between male and female clarks, scotts and rogers. Naturally, we listened to their impassioned thesis, nodding encouragement, our face that of a five-year-old watching a professional shoe salesperson tie the laces of their new footwear. And, after the presentation we smiled and said, ‘No.’

lol. Seriously, we did all of the above. But being a friend, we awaited the final quod erat demonstrandum. She was, (and remains), a friend. In any event, we explained that the Wakefield Doctrine, being grounded on the notion that it is the character of the person’s relationship to the world around them and the people who make it us that determines personality (type). That gender is, for our purposes, a manifestation of the being, not a distinction between types of beings. Society and cultures and even physiology all have an effect on the being, allowing for/encouraging to/preventing from all sorts or expressions, demonstrations and manner of interacting with the world. In fact, in the early days of this blog, we looked to the scottian man and woman as illustration of how these influences inform behavior and style of interpersonal relationships.

But that’s for another post.

This is supposed to be a ‘freehand written’ back-to-school post.

The First Day of School:

clarks (Outsider) everything bad and wonderful about the world combined with a hyper-awareness of the fact of not-being-a-part-of. Of course, clarks get through the first day of school, (which, as you’re thinking, applies to: all grade levels/ college (if so inclined)/employment/ professions/marriage and life-altering physical developments, somehow, for the most part, ok. Like Dante on Maundy Thursday thinking, ‘How hard can this be?”
scotts (Predator) you know how, you’ve not had a chance to eat in the course of a workday, nothing bad, in fact, you’ve been ‘too busy to eat’ and then, against all reason, you stop at the supermarket to get something for dinner? a scott stepping, (ok, bounding), up the steps into the school bus, a sense of excitement tempered only by the caution to not ‘tear off more than they can chew’
rogers (Herd Members) a cautious sense of satisfaction that the world beyond the family is what they thought it would be; sure larger and fuller of variables and unknowns, but even as they walk down the aisle of the bus they sense there is order, kids are sitting according to a Rule; the roger‘s that first schoolbus trip is everything the the bride and groom feel as their limo pulls away from their wedding church.