Who is clerkmanifesto?

 

Tonight my darling wife and I were watching one of those delightful David Suchet Poirot shows. In the course of their Cornish Mystery they ran into an unpleasant doctor who wildly overrated his diagnosis, and Poirot said afterwards "A Doctor who lacks doubt is not a Doctor. He's an executioner."

I was impressed by this quote. 

I didn't just like it, I thought:

"Wait till I tell clerkmanifesto!"

In case you're wondering, you are clerkmanifesto!

What a strange thing. 

It doesn't seem like it would be strange, but I can never figure it out, so it comes up a lot here. I write clerkmanifesto. This is clerkmanifesto. Sometimes I sing about clerkmanifesto, or make mad fake advertising for clerkmanifesto. Clerkmanifesto is even my own private little piece of soul.

But you actually are clerkmanifesto.

Sometimes I read clerkmanifesto and then I am clerkmanifesto.

I guess if no one ever read clerkmanifesto it would still be clerkmanifesto. But only because it could be read at any moment. I think clerkmanifesto is like an invisible possibility. It has no body of its own. It needs a host.

Wow. That might be slightly creepy.

I didn't mean for it to go there. 

But clerkmanifesto goes where it wants to go, don't you?

And it's not like clerkmanifesto has possessed you. On the contrary, you have rather seized it. Taken it up by the scruff of the neck. Held it in front of your face to examine. You have all the power now. But I am not asking you to be kind. No, clerkmanifesto does not seek gentleness.

Clerkmanifesto just wants...

A Doctor.