is Black Studies Civic Studies?

Hollis Robbins has a great article about the relationship between Black Studies and Civic Studies or Civic Thought. This is a timely question, because initiatives labeled as Civic Thought are growing rapidly.

Although legislation passed by conservative state legislatures has created many (not all) of these initiatives, they should not be stereotyped as simply conservative. Robbins uses a paper by Benjamin Storey and Jenna Silber Storey, Civic Thought: A Proposal for University-Level Civic Education (American Enterprise Institute, December 11, 2023) as her main source and notes that the Storeys cite my book, What Should We Do? A Theory of Civic Life (Oxford University Press, 2022), “as the canonical formulation.” Storey and Storey call “What should We Do? “‘the citizen’s question’ and the founding question of the field they call Civic Thought.”

I did not pose “the citizen’s question” from a conservative perspective, and the curriculum that I teach includes (among others) radical left thinkers.

In my opinion, Black Studies is Civic Studies. Black American thinkers have deeply explored the question “What Should We Do?” in diverse and innovative ways. For example, as Robbins notes,

Frederick Douglass, “What to the Slave Is the Fourth of July?” (1852), is the [Black] tradition’s most famous instance of asking what we should do when “we” is contested. James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time (Dial Press, 1963), poses the question as the central one for postwar America. Eddie S. Glaude Jr., Democracy in Black: How Race Still Enslaves the American Soul (Crown, 2016), takes Levine’s question explicitly and answers it from inside the African American intellectual tradition.

I suppose that Black Studies could evade “the citizen’s question” if all the assigned texts addressed religious, spiritual, aesthetic, or private questions—as some African American authors have—or if all the assigned authors were deeply skeptical about collective action, and if their skepticism wasn’t countered by other assigned texts. But either of these would be an odd way to present the Black American tradition, which has been disproportionately concerned with how to act collectively.

Actual courses and curricula for Civic Thought vary, and I don’t want to overgeneralize. In the course that I regularly co-teach (labeled Civic Studies rather than Civic Thought), we read Douglass for precisely the reason that Robbins suggests, to ask what collective action should mean when the “we” is contested.

As a cautious generalization, I think that many newly required civics courses in conservative states include significant works by African American writers, which means that more undergraduates may be reading Douglass–and even Baldwin–than they would have otherwise.

However, in many of these courses, Black writers feature as critical contributors to an overall tradition that is named “American” and in which most of the authors are White. For instance, after students have read the Declaration of Independence and some Federalist Papers, they may read Douglass as a counterpoint. Perhaps after studying Lincoln, they may read Du Bois for an alternative narrative in which enslaved people achieved their own liberation.

Du Bois opens The Souls of Black Folk (1903) with the question, “How does it feel to be a problem?” I think often Black authors are introduced in courses on American history as if to answer that question.

As Robbins argues, Black American thought can be read in a different way, as “a continuous intellectual tradition that runs from David Walker’s 1829 Appeal through Anna Julia Cooper, Booker T. Washington, W.E.B. Du Bois, Dorothy Roberts, Cornel West, Manisha Sinha, Brandon Terry, and the historians’ brief filed in Trump v. Barbara in 2026.” This is not simply a series of critiques but a conversation of its own.

In fact, there are many traditions that address the citizen’s question (“What Should We Do?”) and that are accessible to someone like me. I can read Jefferson, Dewey, and Obama; or Walker, Du Bois, and Baldwin; or Rousseau, Proudhon, and Sartre; or Bhagavad Gita, Thoreau, Tolstoy, and Gandhi .

Some versions of Civic Thought presume that the proper focus should be the nation-state, the national republic. Although students should entertain critical perspectives, they should all study a common narrative. This is a premise of the Educating for American Democracy project, to which I am committed. One can endorse this view without being xenophobic or chauvinistic. The argument is that we must collectively govern the same republic, so we should debate the country’s canon.

However, my own premise is that we belong to multiple communities, local, cultural, national, and transnational. And we should be curious about communities to which we do not happen to belong. There is not one “we” to which we must direct our attention.

If all the students in a given state–or a specific university–are required to study the same material under the heading of “civics,” there may be pragmatic reasons to choose a version of the national tradition in which the majority group provides the majority of the texts. However, this approach is not self-evidently for the best. For one thing, it is not clear that everyone should study the same civics curriculum, even within a single institution. A course requirement has both pros and cons.

In sum: Black Studies is Civic Studies. There are other versions, too. Who should (or must) study which version is a harder question. But certainly, Americans of all races would benefit from studying the Black intellectual tradition to explore its diverse answers to the question, “What should we do?”.

See also: design challenges for civics in higher education; two dimensions of debate about civics; Summit on Civics in Higher Education etc.

The Tangle

“Snarled, knotted—these neurons got as tangled
As the hair on top. The living are snagged
In their own matted mess, they are this thatch.
Who, I ask you, can fix such a tangle?”

“A person. Ethical. Concentrating.
Insightful. Methodical yet ardent.
Someone who has fully accepted this task.
This person can unravel the tangle.

“Desire, hatred, and ignorance fade
While you pay attention to untangling.
Name and form fade, and the gap is gone
Between wish and fact. Then: no more tangle.”

This is a loose rendition of Linked Discourses 1.23 from the Pali Canon (a dialogue between a troubled demigod and the Buddha). Buddaghosa presents an entire book, The Path to Purification (probably 5th century CE), as a commentary on the second verse of this poem. See also: “Tangled Beauty,” The Fetter, etc.

federal spending and employment after a year of Trump

It is common advice-and wise–to specify your own assumptions about the world, find data to test them, and update as necessary.

Thus, as we move through the second year of the second Trump administration, it’s worth noticing what you assume about recent trends and then checking those assumptions.

You might think that Donald Trump has slashed federal spending and fired much of the federal civilian workforce, or you might assume that nothing much has changed in Washington.

Your actual views are probably more nuanced than either of these caricatures. In any case, here is some data. I have chosen to begin the trends in 1970, to limit our attention to the era after the Great Society had expanded the federal government.

First, federal civilian employment is down notably–by about 17%. There was a decline of a similar magnitude under Bill Clinton (“Reinventing Government”), but this one is a steeper and more chaotic. There was no decline at all in the number of civilian federal employees under Reagan, either Bush, or Trump I. On the other hand, the layoffs during Trump II follow considerable growth. The number of federal employees (other than postal workers) was the same this spring as it was in 2009, but it had grown in between. (I think the spikes in the graph represent people hired to conduct the decennial census.)

Staff cuts have been concentrated in certain programs. For example, USAID is gone, its staff of about 16,000 people almost entirely laid off. Such changes have substantial impact on policies, but not so much on total personnel. USAID formerly employed about 0.08% of the federal workforce. In short, Trump’s staff cuts are highly uneven.

Second, total federal spending is up:

This graph is not adjusted for inflation. The spending increase in 2025 was 4.6%, and some of that growth was eaten up by 2.7% inflation. But real spending was up.

Much federal spending goes to defense or entitlement programs such as Social Security. Spending on domestic goods and services (excluding income transfers) fell by almost two percent in Trump’s first year.

But federal transfer payments were up by 5 percent (not shown). Meanwhile, states and localities spent more:

As of late 2025, federal tax receipts had risen substantially (by almost 16 percent compared to 2024). In the spirit of checking one’s prior assumptions, I should disclose that I had assumed that federal tax receipts had fallen.

My goal is not to make any overall point or judgment, but to focus our attention on major trends. For example, it will be crucial to reconstitute USAID, and, ideally, to make it better than it was. But the next president will not have to create a whole federal civil service, because total federal civilian workforce is about the same size as when Obama took office. Nor will the next president have much room to expand federal spending, since that actually rose under Trump.

love of the world

I have just completed one of my favorite teaching experiences ever, a semester of reading Hannah Arendt with about 20 students who were deeply committed to understanding her, debating her ideas critically, and living up to her expectations for integrity and rigor. On the first day, we watched a portion of her 1964 interview on German national television; and at the end of the semester, I think we agreed that she had cast a spell.

I have posted many short essays on Arendt here over the years.* For anyone who wants a taste of her distinctive thought, I could recommend this sentence from an article she published in The New Yorker on February 18, 1967:

The actual content of political life [is] the joy and the gratification that arise out of being in company with our peers, out of acting together and appearing in public, out of inserting ourselves into the world by word and deed, thus acquiring and sustaining our personal identity and beginning something entirely new.

This sentence contains several ideas that are characteristic of Arendt.

First, politics is intrinsically valuable. As she emphasizes a bit later in the paragraph, politics is not everything. However, it is a way of living well, of experiencing and earning joy and gratification. Almost everyone assumes that politics is a means to other ends–a necessary evil, or at least a necessary basis for justice, freedom, security, or other desirable goods. For Arendt, politics is a good.

But what is politics? Voting in a national election does not sound like what Arendt has in mind. For her, politics is being in company with peers–people who are equal and who can act together.

Arendt believes that individuals become peers when they can talk and act in a political forum whose rules and norms give them equal say. They need not have equal amounts of wealth, strength, or status to be equal in a fair political forum. My class debated this claim extensively, but it could be partly true, even if Arendt overstates it at times. Therefore, one reason that politics is good is that it enables equality. It makes us into peers.

Politics as acting-together also brings joy or gratification. This is because when we argue about what our group should do and commit to acting the way we have advocated, we make ourselves visible to others. And only by appearing before others and receiving a response do we know who we are as individuals. In this sense, appearing in public allows us to acquire a personal identity.

Bosses, dictators, and oligarchs fail to develop worthy identities because they never interact with peers. When they speak, everything they hear back from their subordinates is calculated and transactional. Only in the company of people who are free to agree or disagree do we learn what we are made of.

Finally, politics is about starting something new. A keyword for Arendt is “natality.” We are mortal creatures, which means not only that we must die–as many philosophers have emphasized–but also that we are born. Each human birth is a beginning of a story, and each new person changes the others’ stories.

About three weeks before Arendt published “Truth and Politics” in The New Yorker, I had turned one woman into a mother and one man into a father by being born. My story had just begun and had begun to change others’ stories. By acting together in this mortal world, we produce a legacy of “word and deed” that can outlast us.

For Arendt, “the world” is what people make by acting together. We are limited by nature, “by those things which men cannot change at will.” Failing to recognize stubborn facts prevents us from building a genuine world, within which “we are free to act and to change” (“Truth and Politics”). Science tells us what must be, and then politics allows us to make new things.

I suspect that Hannah Arendt’s ability to love the world was shaken by the Holocaust, from which she barely escaped. But the love came back. In 1955, she wrote to her former professor and lifelong friend Karl Jaspers, who was somewhat isolated at age 72, still living in German-speaking Europe as an anti-Nazi thinker with a Jewish wife. Arendt’s letter bubbles with enthusiasm for the books and ideas that she wants to share with him from her cosmopolitan life in New York. She writes:

Yes, I would like to bring the wide world to you this time. I’ve begun so late, really only in recent years, to truly love the world that I shall be able to do that now. Out of gratitude, I want to call my book on political theories ‘Amor Mundi.’ I want to write the chapters on work this winter, as a lecture series for Chicago University, which has invited me there in April.

This book was actually published as The Human Condition, and it represents the most comprehensive statement of her thought. Apparently, Arendt believed that it could have been entitled Amor Mundi: love of the world.

Another statement of that core idea came in her essay on “The Crisis in Education” (1955), which concludes with these sentences:

Education is the point at which we decide whether we love the world enough to assume responsibility for it and by the same token save it from that ruin which, except for renewal, except for the coming of the new and young, would be inevitable. And education, too, is where we decide whether we love our children enough not to expel them from our world and leave them to their own devices, nor to strike from their hands their chance of undertaking something new, something unforeseen by us, but to prepare them in advance for the task of renewing a common world.


*See also: living life as a story; how Hannah Arendt moved away from pure thinking; Hannah Arendt seminar; Hannah Arendt: “The problem wasn’t what our enemies did, but what our friends did”; Hannah Arendt: I’m Nothing but a Little Dot; Reading Arendt in Palo Alto; “Complaint,” by Hannah Arendt; Hannah Arendt and thinking from the perspective of an agent, etc.

My Own Heart Let Me Have More Pity On

This is the last of Gerard Manley Hopkins’ “terrible sonnets” (terrible in the sense that they seem to describe deep depression):

My own heart let me more have pity on; let
Me live to my sad self hereafter kind,
Charitable; not live this tormented mind
With this tormented mind tormenting yet.

I cast for comfort I can no more get
By groping round my comfortless, than blind
Eyes in their dark can day or thirst can find
Thirst's all-in-all in all a world of wet.

Soul, self; come, poor Jackself, I do advise
You, jaded, lét be; call off thoughts awhile
Elsewhere; leave comfort root-room; let joy size

At God knows when to God knows what; whose smile
'S not wrung, see you; unforeseen times rather—as skies
Betweenpie mountains—lights a lovely mile.

This poem begins with a clear problem–the narrator feels tormented–and a solution: he should be kinder to himself. This outcome is expressed as a wish (“Let me live. …:”), not as an explicit direction or decision. We might call the first stanza a “forgiveness meditation.” The syntax is straightforward and the words are familiar. The lines represent grammatical units and conclude with monosyllabic words that neatly rhyme, ABBA.

In contrast, the second stanza is an elaborate simile with challenging syntax, where adjectives function as nouns and nouns turn into verbs. The narrator gropes around his “comfortless.” He fails to find comfort there, just as blind eyes cannot “day.” He also resembles a thirsty person who finds no relief (“thirst’s all-in-all”) even though everything is wet. Perhaps he is alone at sea where there is ne’er a drop to drink.

These are tropes for being unable to obey one’s commands to oneself. If you are blind, you cannot order yourself to see light. If you are in Hopkins’ condition, your “sad self” will not comply with your entreaty to be “hereafter kind” to yourself. A person cannot decide to “day.”

In the third stanza, the narrator tries to grab his own attention, calling to his soul, then to his self, and then to his “poor Jackself,” where “Jack” means a regular guy, a common man. (You could get a stranger’s attention with, “Hey, Jack!). “Lét be” bears a stress mark, which is common in Hopkins; here it represents an interrupting cry.

The poem has moved from a hortatory subjunctive (“let me more pity”) to an insistent imperative. The neat line breaks of the first stanza have broken down as most lines are now enjambed. (This trend continues to the point that a later line begins with an apostrophe-S.)

The strategy has changed, too. At the start, the narrator had wished that his self would be kinder to itself. Taken as an instruction, this failed, just as you can’t tell a blind person to try harder to see. Now the narrator “advises” not trying to change. “Call off thoughts awhile,” and maybe comfort will begin to grow like a root left alone with room. (Also, a root-room sounds like a place of comfort, a quiet cellar in which to borrow.)

The final stanza begins, “At God knows when to God knows what.” This sounds like an idiom for ignorance–“God knows what” can mean “I have no idea.” I think the phrase is meant to land like that, representing the mental state of a despondent person. But we gradually realize that Hopkins is serious about God. The divine smile is not “wrung.” We can’t squeeze grace out of damp material after a rain. Instead, it just breaks out as sunshine between mountains, dappled like a cow.

Here the grammatical mood is indicative. In the phrase, “skies betweenpie mountains,” “betweenpie” is a verb of Hopkins’ invention. The subject of this verb is “the skies,” but behind them is the divine subject that makes them look pied, or dappled, or stippled.

The mile ahead is lovely, not because we have made ourselves happy but by sheer grace.


See also: for Gerard Manley Hopkins; Notes on Gerard Manley Hopkins’ Spring and Fall; gratitude and the sublime; Pied Beauty, illustrated; tangled beauty; when you know, but cannot feel, beauty