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Monday monday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

December 16, 2024 By clarkscottroger

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

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(Damn! nothin’ like screaming, “Hypo-youthful blogger!! Hypo-youthful blogger” (the reference to Marlin, of course))

oh, well.

Remember, New (and very likely, accidental) Readers: the Wakefield Doctrine is age neutral. As well as gender and culture neutral. All it takes is a sufficient level of one of the three predominant worldviews (in particular), to have this not only make sense, but to evoke a ‘Yeah, I can identify with that!’

And when you’re out there* in the world today, know that with an understanding of the three relationships of the Doctrine, you will be better equipped to see the world as the other person is experiencing it. (ProTip: if that appeals to you, you’re totally in the right place.)

Just as the mother lion protects her cubs, you can protect your family with Mutual of Omaha, M. Perkins

November 8, 2009

Congratulations to all of you who participated in our first ‘find the clark‘ Day! From what I am hearing, everyone had a very good time, (except the clarks, ;0) Interesting feedback most of it positive; although some of you rogers have commented that when you thought your herd had a clark ‘encircled’, the little scamp managed to slip between you somehow and made it into the underbrush. (“Can’t go there boss! nosir! theys scotts in dem woods!”)
Not to worry, roger, they’ll be back. It’s in the nature of clarks to be trusting, especially to those that seem so friendly. It’s been said that if you gain the trust of one of these mysterious beings, they will always be around…somewhere nearby. Always. Anyway, ‘find the clark‘ Day was just practice, a little warmup, if you will for the main event: ‘tag a scott’ Week!
Yes, you read that correctly, it is a whole week of fun.‘Tag a scott’ Week is 7 days because this little ‘walk on the wild side’ is meant to help us better understand not only the wily scott but also rogers. (Wait, did he just say’…also rogers?’)
(No way! OMG! we don’t have to go out there and look for scotts by ourselves do we?) (Yes roger, yes you do)So, a brief overview, quick Q&A and off you go…The quarry: scott

(A group of scotts is a pack, the ways of a pack speaks volumes to the nature of it’s members.
The pack will function as a group only for relatively narrowly defined goals/purposes. Securing food and defending territory.)

The scottian individual will, (upon entering any social environment), push everyone on the shoulder (figuratively or literally). This is done to elicit a reaction/response and thereby allowing (the scott) to establish ranking. Does the other person push back or not? If they do not, they are prey, if they do push back, then a quick struggle and the ranking in the pack determined. scotts will ‘work the room’, never staying in one group for too long.

This behavior is perceived as being very social, scotts are always the life of the party; but their actual purpose is to locate the other scotts, establish ranking and territory and then to the primary purpose of coming out: find the food.

The reason for this is that in the wild there are more rogers than scotts (or clarks, for that matter), so if we are looking for a scott, the easiest thing to do is identify their food source and go there. In the social wild, scotts will be found always on the move. You will rarely see more than two scotts in the same social setting, at least for any extended period of time. As has been said, scotts are the hunters, the predators.

So you say, “What are we to learn about rogers during tag a scott Week?”

Real simple. scotts like rogers, they like them anytime. Lunch time, dinner time, Snack time. For the more in-depth explanation of the relationship between scotts and rogers, you are going to have to ask (read all the pages first). So for the purposes of this little event, if you are tracking the wily scott, do what any hunter will do, go to where the food is, learn the routines, and wait patiently.

Just so no one out there thinks we at the Doctrine are denigrating rogers, let me remind you that we all have the qualities of all three forms, (clarks, scotts and rogers) and it is simply a predominance of one over the other that makes us what we are. There are not good or better types, each has its strengths and its weaknesses. In fact, the secret goal of the Wakefield Doctrine is, in fact, to find ways to develop full all three aspects. So let’s hear it for the girls…

rogers are not hunters, they are group/herd/social beings. rogers exist in the context of the group, the herd. rogers are the reason we have stable civilizations throughout history. They are the bookkeepers and the doctors, rogers are the engineers and the judges, without them we would not have rules of behavior, etiquette or polite behavior. Without rogers, scotts would be baying at the moon in a pre-historic environment.

So, go out there this week (starting Monday the 9th at 11:00 am (scotts hate the mornings) and ending at midnight Monday the 16th.

The rules are simple: identify the scott and come back with something they own.

(Without getting eaten)

* second ProTip: if you tend to think, upon waking, of the world as being ‘out there’… well, hello, clark. we’re very happy you could join us**.

** remind us tomorrow to explain that

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Flyday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

December 14, 2024 By clarkscottroger

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

This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Unicorn Challenge.

Hosted by jenne and ceayr, it is an image-prompt bloghop with the simplest of requirements: stories not to exceed 250 words.

[ed. thanks to ceayr in advance for giving me a chance to riff on his ‘Corn]

“If I see one more fuckin’ primitive, ‘oh-so-whimsical’ art display, I’m gonna break some shit up.”

Muttering out-loud produced the desired therapeutic effect. My first-year instructor at Langley used to insist, ‘Talk to yourself in public, sing Gilbert & Sullivan in the shower, whatever it takes, people. In the spy game, stress has killed more agents than bullets’.

So here I am making a pickup that should’ve been a cherry run for the nearest local agent: go to a gift shop in Grand Loch Banallity, find a red suitcase, find a jade camel figurine and deliver it to someone by the name ‘Raconteuse‘ at a bohemian nightspot called the SSC&B

“Who doesn’t love a voice-over?”

When I first turned to face the street and take a selfie to document the replaced Red Case, the only person in sight was a homeless man in a trench coat, rummaging through a trash-bin on the far sidewalk.

“Keith, don’t just stand there, take the lass’s phone so she can let her friends back home see fair Alba.”

Had the woman been wearing a Lee Penny around her neck and the white-haired man, a sporran, they couldn’t be more Highland tourists on an off-season holiday.

“Having a blether with yourself? Ain’t not a bad thing, hen.” She smiled with a glint of store-bought teeth.

I considered shooting them both, just on general principle; but at that moment two SUVs bracketed the old man and my retirees were whipping out serious side arms.

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

December 14, 2024 By clarkscottroger

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

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

1) Phyllis

2) Una

3) the Wakefield Doctrine

4) the Unicorn Challenge bloghop ‘Spy vs Spy‘ by ceayr

5) the Six Sentence Story bloghop. Pic ‘o the Week: ‘A Silver Box‘ by Chris

6) ‘hypo-grats’ yeah, sure, as an Item on a list for a gratitude bloghop, there might be the slightest risk of rhetorical infinite regression, but remember where you read it! lol. to our point (of including these) hypograts (check with Mimi for the true (and maturely expressed) definition) are one of the qualities this ‘hop has that, in theory, should open it to all for participation. You don’t have to be all grateful-all-the-time, just be possessed of an attitude that permits being open to alternative perspectives ya know?

7) Ola (photo at the top of the post)… our first dog, she exemplified the cool thing about the German Shepherd breed and the pitcha says it all… big smile, big teeth.

8) excessive rain… the pond is up to it’s more traditional (and pleasing to the eye) levels. the yellow lines? my efforts at noting certain areas that would not necessarily be evident after the ‘flood waters’ had receded. specifically the lowest point along the left edge and the point where the main stream of runoff splits left to right

9) something, something

10) Secret Rule 1.3

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

December 12, 2024 By clarkscottroger

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. One requirement: story length to be 6 sentences.

previously…

Prompt Word:

EVEN

“Hello Diane; Lou, he’s here, right?”

The HVAC system of the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge was state of the art, however the smoke particulate levels on a busy Thursday night would shame any 18th Century opium den or most church-basement AA meetings during the 1950s.

That said, the owner, Lou Ceasare, was known to decide his memories of growing up on the mean streets of the capital city should be shared and, with a call to his plumber, (the one who had a license to practice his trade, as opposed to anyone in his employ who might have added a reference to the tools of the trade, i.e. Seymour the Hammer or Lester Two-hands) and have the state-of-the-art, Health Department mandated air conditioning system shut down until closing or if one of his dancers complained, only then, waving his imported Cuban cigar like a thurible in a dark mass benediction, would he relent,

“Like a fuckin’ lagoon before the real predators show up, ya know what I mean?”

If a person, customer, performer or staff was in Lou’s company at such a moment of reminiscence, they would vigorously assert their knowledge of what the man in the last booth was asking.

Among the societal and cultural values of the myths of ancient times was to provide a variety of agencies to act as intermediaries between Man and Deity; they came in all shapes, sizes, dispositions and genders, the hostess of the Bottom of the Sea, Diane Tierney, if suddenly cast back in time, would be a shoe-in for the role of Semele.

“Yeah, Ian, but even if you’re a favorite at the moment, I’d advise you to keep your sentences short and your demands even more so,” she reached halfway towards my arm, seemed to think twice and, instead, walked towards the last booth on the right; she didn’t even once look back to see if I followed her.

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

December 11, 2024 By clarkscottroger

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. One requirement: story length to be 6 sentences.

Prompt Word:

EVEN

“So why the sudden hard-on for intel from my organized crime task force?”

Detective Lieutenant Ed Pierce’s office lacked: a window, seating for more than one guest and adequate overhead lighting; it did have: a grey metal conference table piled with banker’s boxes of case files, a calendar extolling the desirability of a Caribbean vacation suspended by a yellow push-pin from the room’s mahogany paneling and a free-standing ashtray of bronze and amber glass; despite the solar eclipse circle of sterile light from the Tensor lamp on his desk, the office smelled of ambition and fear, the heart notes of most law enforcement establishments.

“I don’t know why the Department is suddenly interested in a twenty-something woman showing up in your town after bouncing around private schools in Europe for the last half of her teen years, but here I am, so help me out so I don’t have to have one of our quieter three-letter agencies tap your...everything,” FBI Special Agent Blake Carter always enjoyed invoking the real power in the Age of Information.

Ed Pierce, deciding that although his guest had the credentials to ask the questions, nothing said he had to make it easy, after lighting his own, he shook a staggered row of cigarettes from his pack of Marlboros and offered his guest one, the cloud of exhaled smoke obscures his smile at the look of revulsion on the young FBI agent’s face, and in a tone meant to imply capitulation,

“The girl is interesting, you’ll get no argument from me on that; fact of the matter is the first thing we hear is that Lou has her accepting a job at a local, off-the-wall nightspot,” holding up his hand towards his guest, “I know what you’re gonna say, “No shit, ain’t no business in this town that ain’t gonna say no when the owner of the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club & Lounge asks for a favor; don’t get me wrong, these people at this Café joint ain’t exactly Chamber of Commerce types, a real motley crew.”

“Don’t even get me started…you want to hear how weird this thing is, my boss told me to brush up on my German; and to expect a call from Interpol; that’s a lot of bandwidth for a twenty-something and a …a bunch of, whad’ja say they call themselves, Proprietors?”

“Well I’m just a local cop, but everything points to the girl being the key to bringing down Caesare and his organization.”