the Wakefield Doctrine

Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine [a Café Six] …all’s well that ends well.

April 4, 2025 By clarkscottroger

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, there is one rule: Six (no more, no less) Sentenceses to the story.

Prompt word:

FLAKE

The tall, thin man tipped the wine bottle over the proffered glass until the briefest of up-pressure indicated sufficiency. He sat back in his wingback chair, the third side of a seating arrangement that was: leather in furniture fabric, dark-marble fireplace mantle and a day-at-the-beach in terms of ‘kick-back-and-relax’ vibe.

“Tom is still on sabbatical, but if you’d like we can order out,” Brushing at a suspiciously contrived flake of dandruff on the sleeve of, given he’d abandoned all hope of narrative credibility, his velvet smoking jacket, the Proprietor sipped his coffee.

“I have a confession to make,” the tall, thin man pressed his lips tightly together, as much a non-verbal mea culpa as he was capable, “I don’t remember, precisely,” a corner of his mouth twitched, “the painting you so enjoyed,” getting a bit rowdy, his head nodded upwards towards the wall above the fireplace.

“But, since the Six Sentence Café & Bistro is nothing if it is not the essence of virtual reality and creativity, say the word and I’ll conclude my dialogue with such a catalogue raisonné that your head’ll spin.”

The Author-Proprietor-otherwise-known-as-the Raconteuse, let her smile spark laughter and the two nearly-fictional characters enjoyed the quiet of the evening, as the April Fools Day³ celebration continued far into the night.

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- [a Café Six] cont’d

April 3, 2025 By clarkscottroger

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, there is one rule: Six (no more, no less) Sentenceses to the story.

Previously, in our serial story…

Prompt word:

FLAKE

“There’s an old saying…”

The tall, thin man watched as Mimi‘s right eyebrow teased her lips only to have a frown try to head-off the laughter; it was no contest.

A good-natured, if not charitable, concession to anyone nearby who, upon observing one tall man and one not-tall woman in conversation might be tempted to believe they could extrapolate it’s content from non-verbal cues, the man turned to face the growing crowd at the Six Sentence Café & Bistro’s first April Fools Day³ open house.

“Oh…kay, I just made it up?”

Mimi smiled at Rosetta who, ferociously not paying attention to the two Proprietors, backed her way into the Ladies Room with a fresh supply of towels and hand lotion, then looked back at the man who had a green bar rag tucked in a twelve-hundred dollar Hermes reversible belt, “I’m sorry did I break your concentration? I didn’t mean to do that, please, continue…”

“… that no two snowflakes are identical, the blizzard knoweth not’ and how in heaven’s name did you manage that,” a nod towards the restrooms on the lighted end of the hallway, “miracle?”

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

April 2, 2025 By clarkscottroger

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, there is one rule: Six (no more, no less) Sentenceses to the story.

Previously, in our serial story…

Prompt word:

FLAKE

“Glad you could make it,” a slight pivot, shoulders barely half a degree down and the tall, thin man moved among the tables in the main area of the Café, his smile a letter of transit through the crowd, “Good to see you, how long has it been…” the ecosystem of a party, especially one with such a varied constituency as the first April Fools Day³, generated it’s own language, each individual contributing to the lexicon, snowflakes in a linguistic blizzard.

“Pierre, Héloïse we are so glad you could make it,” taking the man’s hand, he smiled at the woman.

“Non, mon ami, c’est mon honneur, le château en Normandie est à vous lors de vos prochaines vacances; après ce que tu as fait… nous aimerions tous les deux pouvoir faire plus,” the woman smiled, the patina of fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes conveyed genuine affection, yet despite her advanced years, there was a flare in the back of her eye that spoke of a lifetime of… life, as she elbowed her husband with the most subtle of marital arts, “Forgive, my husband, you’d think being a diplomat would make him more sensitive; now go, attend to your other guests.”

The Proprietor checked his phone, knowing that Nick and his fellow-traveler, while likely to put in an appearance, rode the winds of chaos on their private odyssey and headed to the left of the small stage which, at the moment, was occupied by two women seemingly intent on recreating the cave scene at the end of the movie, ‘Annihilation’; the typical concentric audience/observer/participant-wanna-be rings formed around the stage.

“Ma come puoi anche solo suggerire che… aspetta, ecco il nostro ospite… chiedi a lui, Proprietario,” the young woman lurched, thereby appending a subtext to her complaint even as her young man blushed, a not-so-proud display of the purple heart of public faux pas, “I apologize for my date, sir, she’s never been to an event with such a high ratio of the celebrated and the notorious.”

Looking through the waving reeds of human figures, the Proprietor noted that Chris‘s table was, at the moment empty, except for her laptop, the open cover perpendicular and showing stickers that included ‘Louvre ’84 ‘all the world’s a pyramid’; sensing the party had reached a level of equilibrium to obviate the need for a formal host, the tall, thin man headed towards the bar and, beyond it, the Manager’s office.

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Wezday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

April 2, 2025 By clarkscottroger

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

So, what (or, for the sake of being a bit more grammable*) which is Wez?

New Readers: Of course it’s valid to look at fictional characters (or, for that matter, actors and actrae) with an eye (and ear) to discern their predominant worldview.

One reason: a) they exist (before you say, ‘Sure as a fictional character!’ we might ask, “Well, if you are not as made-up and imaginary as our post-apocalyptic friend at the top of this page, make me misstipe…. (lol) and 2) it’s fun and good practice towards the goal of becoming fluent in our little personality theory.

Of course, you might maintain that you have no particular interest in the personality types of those who populate the world around you. Sure, maintain away.

But, we assure you, the fun increases in direct proportion to the facility with which we can hold up the lens of the three worldviews and find the one that is clearest. Even if you do not care if the cashier, six people ahead of you and approaching at ten-bar-codes-a-minute is a scott or a roger or a clark…. they are approaching nevertheless.

So which of the following three personality types is that irascible Dog-of-War, Wez? (And, for a bonus question: What of the Golden Youth?)

clark (the Outsider) one who needs to acquire knowledge while avoiding scrutiny; clarks are funny and sad (in the watered-down version of ‘tragic’) but survive and thrive on the fringes…or to use a betta meta-phore: in the underbrush that almost always surrounds the watering hole/oasis/break-room/momentarily empty back seat of the double-date car
scott (the Predator) alive to the extent possible only when one doesn’t worry about paying the rent in a week-and-a-half, the explorer who opens up whole worlds revealing hapless peoples and clutures because sometimes, when you lose sight of the prey, Life is sometimes staying a step ahead of the chasing mob of jilted lovers/former employers/ horn-wearing husbands and… the cops
roger (the Herd Member) perfect is as perfect does, most perfect is as others are forced to act… there is a Right Way and… well, it’s irrelevant, the rules are the Rules for a reason and they will be revealed in good time

ok!

no cheating

if your insist …open book, look at your classmate’s paper. trade your answers, it’s all with the Board of Education.

Damn! theys a topic for a post! In the ecosystem of Cheating on a Test, who does what?

remind us afterwards. and don’t forget to head to Denise’s Six Sentence Story bloghop. Doors open tonight at 6:00 Post Mariachi tonight!

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Tuesday -the Wakefield Doctrine- “Well, since you’ve brought it up, how could you really be sure anyway?”

April 1, 2025 By clarkscottroger

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

In yesterday’s post we looked at the difference between clarks and rogers when it comes to what is often referred to as ‘Having a sense of direction.’

There is probably a productive line of inquiry in considering how the same quality/capability is manifested, which is the preferred term when dealing with examples of ‘the Everything Rule’. While this theme will be …deferred, for today, suffice to say, that path leads to the weirder side of the Doctrine.

… ok, but just a little, if for no other reason than we don’t want to get stranded out in the middle of a self-induced challenge to find and use a certain form of word (not sure if it’s a verb… no, it’s a verb) what can be inferred by this particular example of our ‘Internal Consistency Saving Rule’?

Not sure. As by now, we’re sure the Reader has concurred, the creativity has a definite relationship with the ability to visualize.

…

(change of RePrint) here, try this one, instead:

the Wakefield Doctrine the ego of the Introvert (aka ‘everyone does everything at one time or another’)

April 29, 2014

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

Hey! New Readers!! Now that you’ve had time to read and understand the basic principles of the Wakefield Doctrine, lets start you off with a common comparison problem:

“…nearly every popular personality type system has a category labeled: ‘Introvert’ Here is the brief Quiz (which, if you don’t pass, may result in your not ever feeling successful …with any aspect of your life*). The Quiz: a) why is it everyone likes to believe that they are an ‘Introvert’ and 2) why is the Wakefield Doctrine vastly superior to nearly every one of these other personality theories, on the matter of ‘Introversion’? …Times up!! (ha, ha… of course, time’s not up clark!! you will never believe that it is possible that you have only one chance!)

Answers:

a) nope! you have to answer this one, you’re the frickin people who run around, telling your friends that you’re an ‘Introvert’ on the basis of the results of the cool, new personality test that you found on ‘the Facebook’

2) ok… this one we’ll provide, (seeing how you didn’t read down this far, to see if this Quiz was for real or not). the Wakefield Doctrine is wonderful in it’s approach to ‘Introversion’, because it does not ask the person taking the test if they believe the description (of ‘Introversion’) applies to them. As a result, there is no problem with whether, when confronted with the questions: ‘I am sometimes reluctant to speak before a plenary session of the UN Security Council” or ‘when making love I occasionally like to be in separate beds‘ or ‘my friends often are unable to pick me out of the police lineup‘, we can answer: ‘Never’ ‘Sometimes’ or ‘Are you kidding me?!?!’ The Wakefield Doctrine maintains that the behavior labeled ‘Introversion’ is available to and manifested by all three personality types, that it is how the individual ‘relates themselves to the world around them’, that makes a person Introverted. Now, the first time Reader of the Doctrine might say, “those clarkpeople!! they’re Introverts because they mumble and have no eye contact and can’t seem to sit up straight in a chair and when you’re trying to put a move on one of them, even when you know that they’re totally into you, somehow you find yourself having a heartfelt conversation about the Peloponnesian War or the Secrets of the Rosicrucians!” clarks exhibit many of the characteristics of an introvert, but they will not remain un-noticed a second longer, once they decide that they have something to contribute. The first time Reader might say, “how can those scotts be introverted?? no damn way, they’re totally out in the front of the room.” True, (most of the time), but scotts have a way of withdrawing that is indicated by the tone of their shouting/joking/hitting-upon-ing. This is simple misdirection, much as a mother lion might leave the cubs under a bush, run at the much larger predator stalking them and then head off in entirely a different direction, drawing attention away from the bush. An injured or overly tired scott will exhibit this as a form of Introversion. and rogers? when they are feeling off or are suffering, they will simply find something in you to cause you discomfort, which will serve to take the attention off themselves… hiding in ~~pain-sight~~ plain sight,

Study up binyons, new Readers! There will be more quizzes and tests and exams and such.

Experienced Readers? yeah, we ran out of time yesterday…and we’re kinda up against it again today! But, seeing how you guys are so damn adept, here’s a couple of insights:

do not be concerned with the questions: is this worthwhile, will anyone notice that I have done this, does this make up for… (anything)

do be (very) concerned with the questions: is this something that I can feel satisfied with, does this satisfaction start and end with me, do I care if anyone notices

* ha ha just kidding, you’ll be successful with some aspect of your life…. you know, if you’re a roger, you’ll always be successful (as far as what you’ll tell anyone in earshot.. of course, at night, when you can’t smother your mind in reading, coerced love-making and/or compulsive stamp-collecting, you might wish you had studied harder, but then you’ll recall how poorly the blog appeared to be written and relax with a session of grading the quality of wool of sheep jumping a fence. scotts? satisfied with their lives? ha! ain’t no time to go looking for some kind of standard to measure up to!! gotta keep moving!)