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Monday -the Wakefield Doctrine- “Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse the Hereford”

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

The Wakefield Doctrine is a(n) additional perspective on the world around us and the people who make it up. Comprised of three personality types: clarks (Outsiders), scotts (Predators) and rogers (Herd Members) it affords us of the opportunity to know more about the other person than they know about themselves.

(OK, we promise we have that (the photo above) out of our system.)

The Wakefield Doctrine is both tool and toy. Amusement and insight. An approach to self-improvement second to none.

(For our non-western-Oceania Readers, we are, of course, in the beginning of the week of one of the Big Three Holidays (as celebrated by everyone’s favorite personality theory)

The core tenet of the Doctrine being: we all are born with the potential to relate to the world from three perspectives, the aforementioned clark, scott and roger. For reasons not fully understood, we lock into one, (and only one), of these. Being very young at the time, we grow up, mature and develop our strategies/styles of social interaction against the context of these three personal realities.

The Wakefield Doctrine is gender, age, culture (and pretty much all other bio-psycho-social overlays) free. It’s all about the relationship we establish with life and such.

(But serially, of all the calendared occasions, nothing illustrates the predominant worldview, (aka personality type), of our Herd Member brethren better than Thanksgiving.

(Hell! What doesn’t it have? Prescribed menus, specific social diversions, decorations, hypocrisy, and… (surely there is one thing that manifests our crowdphilic friends most stark-(albeit music)-ly and that’s (…on one two three…) parades!)

With the perspective of an understanding of the nature and character of these three relationships, we are in a position to better be able to see the world as the other person is experiencing it.

New Readers: no, you  don’t get to say. “Hate to tell you this, but I’m, somehow all three.” We all have one predominant worldview. That said, some have a significant secondary and/or tertiary aspect. (Like those neon colored socks that you save for special occasions, or the big push at the end of an otherwise lackluster First Date.)

The Wakefield Doctrine is inherently selective for a certain level and quality of… the word ‘intelligence’ is almost what we mean. But not quite. Here, try this: we all have a friend (or plural) who appears successful. Smart, competent, knowledgeable. Until, that is the issue of perspective arises. For Doctrine purposes ‘perspective’ comes down to ‘imagine if the world is different from how you know it to be.’)

…they are simply unable to get past the “Yeah, sure. But reality is real. Those other people are either lying to themselves or they’re fucking with you. There’s only one real world.”

oh well. Not everyone’s footwear is made of a gemstone. ain’t no guarantee of a clicking sound and swirly vision.

Don’t feel bad about these people. They do, after all, constitute the bulk of the population. More than likely they are quite happy.

Whatever.

Like the Ancients would have said, “The Wakefield Doctrine is for you, not them,”

…alright!! who’s gonna dissect the sacrificial domestic fowl?

 

 

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Ten Things of Thankful (TToT) bloghop. Founded in 1984 by Lizzi R, this bloghop has defied conventional wisdom ever since. Starting with naming ten co-hosts and continuing on with pioneering application of the relatively new video call tech arriving on the scene, the early years of the ‘hop spanned the globe with participants from most of the 13 continents. cool

1) Phyllis

2) Una

3) the Wakefield Doctrine

4) the Six Sentence Story bloghop. Six Pick. ‘Finding the Right One‘   by Liz

5) the Unicorn Challenge  our favorite. ‘Lies‘  by ceayr

6) Hypo-Grat time of year and it’s six hours of daylight (unless it’s rainy…then dark by 3:30) Positive* ? Less than a month left until Summer!

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8). something, somthing

9) minor repair to avoid major expense.  Happened to notice a failed gauge on the well’s expansion tank. Nothing catastrophic yet, but in a fit of fairly non-characteristically mature thinking, brought about some  preventive maintenance and had the gauge replaced. a totally minor (30 minute fix)

10) Secret Rule 1.3

* the qualification for Hypo-grats is they be presented with the/a positive aspect. Any remedial instruction in the writing and application of this form needed or desired, Mimi is our go-to on these matters

 

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Friday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

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

Hosted by jenne and ceayr, it is a photo-prompt writing challenge with but one rule: no more that 250 words allowed.

(Hey! This is an installment from an ongoing story involving two characters, ‘The Stone and the. Crone’. Here are all stories up to today. (Shoutout to jenne and ceayr for…well, you know)

 

 

That one.”

“The bespeckled dweeb sitting by hisself reading his laptop like he was Ernest I’m-such-a-Man Hemingsworth?”

“Hemingway.”

The hulking man, burlap blanket anchored on one end by the expanse of his shoulders and the other to a row of brownish-green dumpsters lining the alleyway, looked down at the woman with amused tolerance. In the midday-dusk of their hideaway, she glared a smile; impatience mixed with affection, an emotional amalgam indistinguishable by any but a poet or a priest.

Their true names, a bastardization of Pict symbols and Hibernian warding spells were unpronounceable. Generations of children, educated to the dangers of strangers, however, had their own names, ‘The Stone and the Crone.”

Scouting a daytime hunting ground, the pair hid, awaiting for the Sun to abdicate its role of Protector of life, rushing westward in a futile effort to keep death at bay.

The simple fact of their longevity as predators in a modern world was proof that it was not their nature that changed, just their tactics. They were, despite their diet, a couple with a certain charm; one small, seemingly frail woman of indeterminant age and limitless hunger and the other, well, like the old saying reminds us, ‘There is no lightning without thunder.”

In their makeshift den of dumpsters and blankets, the Stone whispered, in low tones familiar to spelunkers and retired miners, “Say what you will about the 21st Century, our prey, to a large extent have become well-read, over-weight and conveniently slow on their feet.”

 

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

Hosted by Denise, it demands one qualifying characteristic: to be of precisely six sentences in length,

when last we saw the tall, thin man

Prompt word:

BENEFIT

“You may be wondering why I brought you here,” the tall, thin man smiled as he let go of Rosetta’s hand and stood at the one table equidistant from the bar and the small stage halfway down the interior wall of the Six Sentence Café & Bistro.

Pulling out one of the four chairs serrating the round lacquered-wood table, he paused while staring into the semi-mirrored top, an odd moment of 21st Century scrying; lightly touching the back of the young woman’s knees with the chair’s leading edge, he seated her in full view of the Proprietors who, at the present moment, were gathered in the open doorway to the kitchen behind the bar.

“We can see you staring… you know, from here,” with the unselfconsciousness of a healthy preadolescent boy, the Manager continued with a very respectable Pee-wee Herman, “Why doncha’ take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

Rosetta Storme tried, (unsuccessfully), to maintain what she was certain was the demeanor of the sophisticated and slightly dangerous young person, but as with many of her generation, fell short, if for no other reason than even with the unalloyed benefit of a full life rolling out before them, the ‘less-is-more’ inflection tends to be elusive in concept, near impossible in execution.

“So you’re trying to warn me about your little friends, don’t worry mister, I can take care of myself,” the young woman leaned forward over the table, her pupils dilated as the tall, thin man took the visual bait, she was unable to refrain from a smile of premature triumph even as the Proprietor refused to look up in the embarrassed confusion most men exhibited when walking into her trap; despite her confidence, a small coterie of hair follicles were coming to inappropriate attention over her eyes, precursor to a frown of uncertainty.

“You misunderstand me, Miz Storme,” the tall thin man sat back and lit a cigarette, “While this whole ’employment opportunity’ has been a courtesy to your Mr. Caesare, my warning to you is quite sincere: you should be considerate of the others here at the SSC&B not just out of common courtesy, you should be…careful, as the difference between you and the people at the bar, (including Chris behind the display in the Bartender’s phone and the Gatekeeper in the wisp of cigar smoke), is that while you may have power, they are the manifestation of Will.”

 

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Wednesday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

'yes, Doctrine favorite Edward Hopper again'

 

The next most favorite thing, according to our totally-unreliable memory, for most blog readers (and writers) is anything involving a survey and/or survey questions.  The most favorite?

  1. a list of items related to either the targeted Reader or the subject matter of the blog
  2. videos
  3. First Person narrative (reliable or un-)
  4. intriguing images and such

Understanding the nature and characteristics of the three personalty types of the Wakefield Doctrine: (

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

) will allow you to know more about the other person than they know about themselves.

Utilizing the perspective of the Wakefield Doctrine permits one, (provided they have the desire and will), to know better how the other person is experiencing the world at any given moment.

cool. huh?

gotta get back to writing our contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop. One of which will be a Six Sentence Café & Bistro Six. These, or at least the setting, the aforementioned Café, is a virtually metaphoric nightspot. While it can be found in most cities (and some rural areas), what makes it so much fun is it’s consistency of form. What this means is, you want to write a story (a Six or whatever) well, we have the setting already established! So if your story is mostly interaction between character then half the work is done for you. Plus there are others who write to this location. Just so, you know, you’re at a loss for dialogue, well, these folks would be glad to interact.

The floor plan for the Café is standardized. So if you feel like a challenge, on any given weekly Six Sentence Story bloghop, write yourself a visit. (No limit on POV or theme. Come as you are or come as some part of your psyche would be. No one is checking IDs lol)

The locale:

off a main thoroughfare, halfway down the primary artery devoted to commerce , take a side street (perpendicular to where the must-have shoppes, professional services, including but not limited to lipo and psycho suction) and continue one-too-many blocks until the plate glass windows start to become opaque with dust and time. You should now find yourself in what appears to be the former manufacturing district (of your un-named city), look for a five-storey mill building. go past that, turn left on a lane, the surface of which has gone, quite without your noticing the transition, from smooth asphalt to cobblestone. There is a sidewalk turning down a street. Follow. On the left is a five story building. You’ll see a single red door. It is slightly below grade, there are three granite steps down to the entrance to the Café. (There is, most times, a personage at the door. Usually outside. this is the Gatekeeper. Guess what his job is. (lol).

The exterior door is old oak. The exterior walls are granite and brick.

Once inside the door, there is a vestibule formed using fairly modern design and materials. There are two cigarette machines on the right. Their tops are covered with stacks of the local Free Paper, three-color, glossy paper real estate booklets in their own cardboard upright stands and, finally two slightly leaning stacks of Awake! and The WatchTower.

Through the stainless steel and glass door from there and you’re in the Six Sentence Café & Bistro.

(running out of time! quick non-effective rhetoric to give you a sense of the place)

the floor plan is rectangular. from where you’re standing the nearest long side is the exterior wall (you just came in at the near end). There are alcoves alomg this wall with tables sets in them and, for reasons left to future visitors, some have diaphanous curtains offering privacy. A former mill, the ceilings are high and dinosaur-ribbed with rough-hewn wood beams. The opposite/parallel wall is an interior wall of brick. There is a small (two steps up) stage at its longitudinal center. The wall farthest away (the ‘short’ side of our rectangle) is an exterior wall. Three quarters of this space is taken up with round-topped tables with four chairs each, except for the dance floor in front of the stage (like, where else would you expect it to be?). There is one table, along the interior wall, just past the stage where you will see a laptop which is always on. That’s where you might see the Raconteuse, if she’s in town.

Back to where you should still be (after stepping from the vestibule), from this point along the right hand (the other short leg of the rectangle) runs the bar. The Bartender will most likely be seen there, unless she’s in the kitchen with Tom or has the day off. The kitchen is accessed by double swinging doors that bisect the long row of bottles and neon set on mirrored shelves.

The far end of the bar? Now comes the intriguing aspect. The very end (think of the short right angle turn of, say a towel rack on the wall), the waitress station. You might see a woman in dressed all couture and Nike. Beyond her is a wide gap in the interior wall. To the left: the restrooms and to the right? ah ha! that branch of the hall leads to the Manager’s office (the door is marked by cheap reflective metal hardware store letters, slightly askew) further down the hall… nah

There you go! Your invitation to come set a spell in a virtual, metaphoric nightspot. Interesting people. Unlimited possibilities.

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