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

Am one day behind. Psycho-metaphorically-speaking, of course. One cannot actually be one day off.

Can one?

damn! that’s how random posts-that-lead-to-a-whole-series-of-posts get started.

Fortunately for you, well-regarded Reader* we already have such a series. In the form of a Six Sentence Story bloghop serial, ‘Time and Man’ (a Sr. Cletus tale)

so what say we go find something under the heading ‘Time’ or, perhaps ‘November 4’ and copy paste that into the post so we can get back to rummaging around our cerebral story attic for tonight’s Six.

Hey! Would ya look at that! All we came up with for a search ‘Sister Cletus’ and ‘November’ was a series of Six Sentence Stories that were part of a WIP of ours in the Sister Margaret Ryan Mystery series. huh!

quick check to see if’n we have a more Doctrine-centric post (after all today is Wednesday and we’d hate to deprive Readers of a Wakefield Doctrine post.)

Nope!

Would be derelict in our duties if we leave it at that. So…

The Wakefield Doctrine is an alternative perspective predicated on the relationship people establish and maintain with the world around them. For the Doctrine, there are but three:

  1. the Outsider (clarks) who see the world as something ‘out there’ (as in ‘apart from’) and they are driven to find the one bit of information that most everyone else possesses that allows them to be ‘a part of”.
  2. the Predator (scotts) who know that today, here and now, is the only reality (and, not for nothin’ they don’t even bother with the ‘the only reality’ part). scotts like any predator knows that action is life, sleep is death practice
  3. the Herd Member (rogers) life knowing two things: there is a Right Way and, if they are to be successful, they will do whatever it takes to make sure those around them know it (yeah, they don’t bother so much with the ‘if they are to be’) lol

 

Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

Early start. It’s Tuesday evening. The prompt word is ‘SMOKE’. The rules say, story of any style as long as it only requires Six (6) Sentences to tell. zoe is our host and this is the Six Sentence Story!

(from a WIP, ‘Home and Heart’ a Sister Margaret Ryan novel)

SMOKE

Alone in the front pew stood four women; three wore the habits of their Order, individual identity concentrated in a white-framed oval of flesh; the fourth bore the mark of age and loss, unassailable credentials for her place among the devout.

Sister Bernadine, Mother Superior of St. Dominique’s, stood at the aisle, her massive frame, softened by her black habit robes seemed a quiet protection, until one reached her eyes which, never-resting, removed all temptation to dismiss her as an overweight, middle-aged black woman; her right hand rested, immovable, on the pew rail, a stanchion should it be needed by the young woman to her right.

Standing between Sister Bernadine and her mother, Sister Margaret Ryan, novitiate at St. Dominique’s, stood as straight as any young willow tree, the shapelessness of her veil and habit hiding the swaying of her body as winds of rage and grief tore at her, only her eyes, blazing above tear-softened cheeks gave hint to the battle within. To Margaret Ryan’s right, her mother stood like the statue in some medieval religious festival, allowing others to move her from place to place, trusting that she was of use and value to the ceremony, standing as still as eighty-year-old bones permitted.

At the other end of the front pew was Sister Cletus who, if time is the measure of all, was now a ruler worn smooth of markers and measures, the form itself, still straight and true offering aid un-adorned of complication or apology.

Margaret Ryan watched as the Archbishop of Philadelphia stood between the casket holding Father Mathew Ryan, (brother and priest) and the altar, held the silver thurible over his head and let it swing; the pungent smoke rose, rivulets into tendrils, ever upwards, like a fairy tale creature, its wings and its wings and it’s magic torn by the morning sun fighting to escape the grip of the cold and rational earth.

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* New Reader? hey, your Curator here at the Doctrine is, for the record, a clark (with a significant secondary scottian aspect / weak rogerian tertiary) what other form of respectful address would you expect. oh, that’s right, you’re a New reader. You might very well have noted (in your Read-along-mind) “Shouldn’t that be ‘Dear Reader’? Well, there you have it. Adapt.

 

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Monday, Monday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

New Wakefield Doctrine series this week. From Comments submitted by Misky, Frank and Mimi, our topic:

rogers and clarks ‘of blue monkeys and Herd integrity‘

Before we begin, for any New Readers (an increasingly likelihood as we’ve been participating in other ‘hops and visiting new friends blogs)

The Wakefield Doctrine is an additional perspective on the world around us (and the people who make it up). It maintains that what most other personality schema refer to at personality types are simply is but a reflection of the infant human’s adapting to a world defined by his/her relationship with it. The Doctrine has three personality types (referred to as predominant worldviews) therefore it proposes three characteristic relationships on can have:

  • the Outsider (clarks) the world of thought and ideas, insatiable curiosity driving a search for information, specifically the knowledge that would permit them to be ‘a part of’… you know, a real person.      clarks think
  • the Predator (scotts) chase, run, sleep, eat and etc… the day is all, the here and now the tactile and mercurial is all the justification required for their undivided intention… appetite          scotts act
  • the Herd Member (rogers) the world is complete and sufficient and quantifiable. there is a Right Way that is one’s duty to learn and practice and telling others of this way, influence rather than force, emotion trumps reason ever time.      rogers feel

These adaptations and social strategies are responsible for predominant worldviews. In a very real sense, the style (of coping) each of us develop is the perfect personality type for the world as we are experiencing it. Hey, if you’re growing up in the world of the Outsider you really don’t need to be loud and aggressive; the Predator? subtle and introspective won’t help run down that Prey and those developing and maturing in the life of Herd Members are all about keeping track of the details of the world. The better to know the Right Way.

so to this week’s topic:

rogers live in the world as a Member of the Herd. The Herd is everything. (This includes that which the roger might not be directly aware of but has an effect on his/her life.) The view of the world for any roger is from the center of their Herd. As to the members of one’s Herd, they are aligned and consistent with the one in the center in a behavioral concentricity… most loyal (aka in simpatico with) the closest to the center. Ain’t no conflict or disagreement there. All on the same page. (Our behavioral metaphor of a herd is quite helpful. Rub shoulders? We agree.)

Of course everyone does not agree with each other on everything. Now zoom out, all disney-tulip-zoom-up-aerial-panorama. The farther away from the center the looser the alignment.

So what’s the deal with clarks?

To begin with, consider the definition of a clark: the Outsider. Their personal reality is one of ‘me and them’. A clark realizes (correctly or otherwise) at a very early age that most everyone around them are comfortable with each other. They share something. Something common that binds them on some level. They are, collectively, a part of. By the mere fact of being able to recognize this fricken totally dooms the clark.

clarks know that most of the world of people are connected and share an unspoken commonality, rogers are joined by the experience of the world from the perspective of the Herd. rogers do not include ‘Herd’ as a subset of reality. It is reality.

guess what happens when a clark walks up and says, “I really like what you’ve done with your world. Everyone belongs. Can I join your Herd?”

yeah… cue the blue paint!

to be cont’d

 

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Satyr-Sae -the Wakefield Doctrine- “out visiting other bloggers, having completed this week’s TToT”

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

So, in a comment to Misky yesterday, we quoted a line from Robert Browning’s pome ‘Andrea del Sarto‘ “…a man’s reach should exceed his grasp…” In the spirit of adventure, not to mention, getting out a little more these days, we came across a ‘hop: at…

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Linda Hill’s ‘Saturday Stream of Consciousness’

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “costume.’” Use it way you’d like. Have fun!

After you’ve written your Saturday post tomorrow, please link it here to this week’s prompt page and check to make sure it’s here in the comments so others can find it and see your awesome Stream of Consciousness post. Anyone can join in!

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…and we thought to ourselves, we thought, “That might be fun! We’ve finished this week’s TToT, why not. Then we saw the prompt word: ‘Costume’

In the world of the Wakefield Doctrine, many holidays are associated with one of the three personality types than the other two. Costumes have the first order suggestion of the ‘holiday’ of Halloween. Where, in Oceania, as well as other parts of the world, children (and adults looking for an excuse) dress in costumes and go out house to house asking for candy. Trick or Treat is the official designation of this activity. As a child, putatively just like other children, I looked forward to the bag of candy at the end of the night. Being of a certain age, there was little in the way of healthy, my-god-the-sugar-content! items being handed out at the neighbors. Mostly sucrose with a dollop of food coloring (candy corn! who didn’t eat them to the point of getting sugar burns?) But the evenings included costumes which for my time and demographic were variations on ghosts and whatever-suggested-by-an-excess-of-mother-or-sister’s-makeup.

It was the best of nights, it was the worst of nights. And it was more than a measurable amount of time ago. We did not merely grow too old for such childish activities, the world itself had a hand in the distancing I imagine while typing. To say that the world changed or modern times exerted control would be the most of the over-simplification. We, collectively without regard to age or culture, were re-cast. The roles we auditioned for were re-tre-quatro-written. Without our consent or input in the editorial process.

But, here we are. At least our current roles allow us to retain the backstory of our memories. Of a time when kids went door to door, semi-alone and gathered back home to spill out the loot on bedspreads and dining room tables.

In the Doctrine’s system of three personality types there is one (of the three) that shows the highest level of tropism for the ‘costumes mean no one will recognize you’ element of Halloween. Hint: rhymes with ‘Outsider’

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- “Six Sentence Café & Bistro Six”

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…

Prompt word:

SURGE

“Lou!”

The tall, thin man moved from the table (and Automaton) in a surge of motion yet, despite his normal emotional restraint, he nevertheless executed a graceful motion en avant from table to shaking hands with Lou Caesare.

Two perturbations to the Proprietor’s trajectory worthy of note: a flash of stiff white cardboard from where the Automaton was left standing and his guest’s female companion; she wore a tailored business suit the way the dancers wore sequins and stilettos, from her brown hair to tastefully expensive jewelry, all were clearly in service of the intelligence that rested languidly in her violet eyes.

“Yeah, Tim, how ya been, we gotta talk,” the owner of the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge also dressed with an agenda; from the Hawaiian shirt to the linen suit, (preferred apparel when not anticipating a need to persuade another party to see things as he did), which nicely offset the gold of his watch and the cutting surface of his diamond ring; taking the cigar from his mouth he turned to his companion with the slightest of bows and a smile of affection, “Mea culpa Diane, please, permit me to make the introductions.”

“This is Diane Tierney, Diane, this is…well, all I’ve heard him called is ‘the Manager’, though I did hear someone refer to him as, get this, ‘the tall, thin man’; I mean come on, but no one was smiling at the time, so I figured, different strokes, ya know, so I just call him Tim; as for the miniature mechanical man, I have not one fuckin’ clue, wasn’t here the last time I dropped by.”

Without saying a word, Diane Tierney demonstrated why she was as highly valued as business manager of his club; offering her hand to the tall, thin man, she smiled and, still holding the Manager’s hand, stepped up to the table, crouched in front of the Automaton and, taking a pen and a business card from her purse wrote:

{MY NAME IS DIANE TIERNEY, DO YOU MIND IF WE JOIN YOU?}

 

 

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Wednesydea -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

Tonight we’ll post our Six Sentence Story (or two) and Friday we might try an catch ‘an out-of-town’ bloghop. If for no other reason than to to broaden our horizons, try to penetrate yet another blogosphere segment… you know, just to keep our ‘stalk ‘n hunt’ secondary scottian aspect from becoming bored, (or worse, lethargic and believing that his/her claws are permanently the pieces of chalk they are coming to resemble).

We will, continue to offer, at minimum, three days of ‘This is (the) Wakefield Doctrine’ posts. For New (and Experienced) Readers alike.

 

From Misky in her Comment on Monday’s post.

This: “Find a zen monk who’s a roger and hold up a picture of sub-adults all enraptured by a social app on their (collective) phones. Ask: is this a part of the monk’s Herd?
The answer: It is now.” …

I find this image somewhat unsettling, and I would avoid those particular sub-adults like plague in a petri dish. What if some part of the ‘herd’ goes against the rules of the collective? Will a rogerian sever that (renegade) portion from the herd, or try to persuade their thinking into uniformity?

ok. leave your reasonable expectations, extrapolations of behavior based on ‘do unto others…’ and remember we’re talking about fun with behavioral metaphors.

Picture a workplace. One focused on technical/scientific/rules-based activity. The business is thriving. To simplify this example for any New Readers, lets say it’s a analytical laboratory, an engineering and design company or…an old-school seminary.

The defining demographic of employees and management? rogers!*

*New Readers: the Everything Rule, if you please. Sure, there are such things as scottian aeronautical engineers and you can find clarklike CPAs in ‘the Big Four’. But remember! This is for fun with with our imaginations

Bonus!!!! (from an old post)… we totally promise(ish) to get back on topic right after:

if we didn’t have rogers you would not want to have to fly from Newark to Biloxi in a plane designed and built by a scott!

  • jet airliners designed by scotts:  very fast with at least 5 or 6 engines (not necessarily required to get off the ground, but make them louder than frickin anything)
  • a part of the cabin has a basketball net/hockey/or batters box
  • the stewards would have to wear bathing suits… male or female  and they would carry those little air horn things (can of compressed air) to warn the unruly passengers or just in case they get bored
  • the flight deck would have windows that open, so the pilot could yell at passing jets

0r a clark:

  • instead of normal seats, there would be couches with pillows and quilts (that would have a disturbing tendency to slide around when the plane has to bank for final approach)
  • the stewardesses would be scotts and stewards would be rogers
  • there would be a bathroom-to-passenger ratio of nothing less than 1:2

ok….oh kay! a promise is a promis. To Misky’s question.

If you have ever been in such an environment (or have heard reliable tales of life in a rogerian dominated workplace) you will say…”I accept that there will be a significant level of intrigue and political maneuvering for advancement but…. but!! why do they (the rogers) seem to be able to overlook such behavior? Say, getting bad-mouthed before a performance review. Because (remember!! you’re a roger in the world of the Herd!) you let it go, because there will be a time when you are the one on the delivering end.

This is the most difficult aspect of the personal reality of the Herd Members for clarks to accept. The mutual agreement not to ‘do unto others’ when it’s not (yet) your turn.

Direct answer to Misky’s question: a roger seeks to become the center of the Herd, not the leader. Force/control is exerted by influence radiating out from one’s position in the Herd. There is no direct force.

Thanks! Misky

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