the Wakefield Doctrine (…’questa cosa di il nostro’)
Last of the Old and Pre of the New…from the Progenitors and (the) Downsprings, our collective wishes for a year that you will remember…
With a New Year coinciding with ‘time for a new Post’ the temptation to write a 2009 in retrospect along with a what’s in store for the coming year Post was almost irrestible. Fortunately, I am resisting the temptation. As enjoyable as it would be to find amusing ways to remind you, our Readers about the high points of the last six months, worse, compound the indulgence by trying to describe future Posts, I am not going to do that.
I will do what makes me feel best, which is to remind myself of the original intent and core beliefs of this ‘thing of ours'(cosa nostra). One of the first rules was that anything that anyone of the original group (Progenitors and Downsprings) submitted to the Doctrine would be presented without edit or influence, spin or polish.
This rule has made for some ‘suspensful moments (‘jeez do you really need to call him that?”). But all has been rendered without edit or influence; to the benefit and credit of the Wakefield Doctrine.
Not totally without a sense of tradition, and given that most of our New Year greetings are from rogers, here is a little music. (a simple link so you can play the music and continue to read this Post).
So from some of us at the Doctrine:
Old lang syne (from Phyllis)I was going to review famous people who died in 2009, like Michael Jackson (probable Clark). However, I like to think of people that were a part of our circle.Big Andy and Hughie (definitely the best a Roger can be. Kind, and generous, and maybe a little too emotional).Al and Katie (the powerful force of a Clark, Scott duo)Russell (there is nothing like a Scott on your side). Quick little story: Most of our friends found out that I had cancer when I showed up Saturday night with a baseball cap covering a “patchy” hairdo. Most people shared a sense of concern and hopefulness. Russell came into the room. Looked at me, gasped, and yelled “Take off that cap.” As I did so, I had the feeling that Russell was going to attack my cancer bare handed. It was a very comforting feeling.“Let’s raise a cup of cheer. For auld lang syne”
To the Doctrine faithful;After having pondered both weak and weary on the notion of a year-end message, I’ll just say that I am most impressed with the calibre of people who get involved with stuff like this. To want to go to the trouble of reading blogs, nevermind writing for one, takes something quite special; as Clark will now attest to. You pull your hair out every few days, carefully re-attach it, and repeat. I have enjoyed it immensely, having little actual hair to be concerned over. And, have been made aware of the vast universe of blogs; people who all do this not because they have to, but because they must. A heartfelt salute to us all.To our newly found readers;As our ranks have grown, we have seen this project go in some really unique and intriguing directions. Thanks for your support and contributions, they make a world of difference, and give us an endless supply of new roads to venture down. So welcome once again, and please feel free to throw something up onto the Doctrine wall whenever the spirit moves you; it will definitely stick.– the Roger