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Working in journalism left Inside Higher Ed<\/em>\u2019s co-founder Doug Lederman little time to read for anything but information, so last summer, when he stepped away from 90-hour workweeks, he told me he wanted to watch less Netflix. I said, \u201cFriend, you came to the right place.\u201d Recommending reading is pretty much the only area where I can make solid contributions these days.<\/p>\n I started Doug out with things I knew he\u2019d like. Chad Harbach\u2019s The Art of Fielding <\/em>was an early favorite. I moved him along to Jess Walter\u2019s Beautiful Ruins<\/em>, The Friend<\/em> by Sigrid Nunez, James<\/em> (Percival Everett, not Henry), Meg Wolitzer\u2019s The Interestings<\/em> and loaded him onto the Louise Penny train.<\/p>\n But just before I headed to D.C. last March for his official farewell party, I assigned him a novel I\u2019d been wanting to reread and liked the idea of book-clubbing with him: John Williams\u2019s beautiful and heartbreaking Stoner<\/em>. I\u2019ve often given Doug a hard time about\u2014well, everything\u2014but especially the fact that he\u2019s never actually been in higher ed. He\u2019s only peered in from outside with a reporter\u2019s magnifying glass, exposing our flaws and fault lines, doing his essential duty as a journalist.<\/p>\n When Doug asked me to work with him as a thought partner to create a newsletter for upper-level administrators, he wanted to bring tough love to leaders. He confessed to having a case of the fuck-its, disappointed that higher ed has been so slow to change and unwilling to take responsibility for some missteps. As we know, disappointment can only come from love, and is much harder for recipients to bear.<\/p>\n I responded in my typically tactful fashion, asking him, \u201cWho the fuck are you<\/em> to have a case of the fuck-its? Do not speak to me<\/em> of the fuck-its! Have you had to read millions of pages of academic monographs? Have you heard academics complain that their names were too small on book covers? Have you denied thousands of qualified applicants admission to their dream college, or sat through interminable Faculty Senate meetings group-copyediting policies? Have you taught classes that flop or graduate students who just can\u2019t<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n In other words, I told the co-founder of IHE<\/em> he had little idea what it was like to be in higher ed, especially from the perspective of a faculty or staff member. Given his role and prominence in the industry, Doug\u2019s attention is always sought after, a high-value treat. In our world, he is beef jerky, not a Milk-Bone.<\/p>\n I thought it time for him to use his leisure reading to get a deeper understanding of what it\u2019s like to be a regular professor. Not an oversize character like Morris Zapp (my old boss, Stanley) or even Lucky Hank Devereaux (or Lucky Jim).<\/p>\n Stoner<\/em> follows the fictional life and career of an English professor at the University of Missouri in the early part of the last century. Early in the novel, and just before the sinking of the Lusitania<\/em>, the sharpest of a group of three young academics asks his fellows, \u201cHave you gentlemen ever considered the question of the true nature of the University?\u201d<\/p>\n Mr. Stoner \u201csees it as a great repository, like a library or a whorehouse, where men come of their free will and select that which will complete them, where all work together like little bees in a common hive.\u201d Mr. Finch, with his \u201csimple mind,\u201d sees it as \u201ca kind of spiritual sulphur-and-molasses that you administer every fall to get the little bastards through another winter.\u201d Finch goes on, naturally, to become a dean.<\/p>\n But they are both wrong, claims the character named Masters. The university \u201dis an asylum …. a rest home, for the infirm, the aged, the discontent, the otherwise incompetent.\u201d His self-diagnosis: \u201dI\u2019m too bright for the world, and I won\u2019t keep my mouth shut about it.\u201d He concludes, \u201dBut bad as we are, we\u2019re better than those on the outside, in the muck, the poor bastards of the world. We do no harm, we say what we want, and we get paid for it.\u201d<\/p>\n The book, published in 1965, presents characters that feel so current and vibrant you can imagine having a cocktail with them. In the times we now find ourselves, Stoner<\/em> may become popular again\u2014but not for all the right reasons.<\/p>\n I have friends who have long said they\u2019re done reading things by dead white men. When Doug and I were in college, that was pretty much the entire curriculum, with the exception of the 19th century gals, an Emily Dickinson here, a Frederick Douglass there. This reluctance is understandable, given how long the canon excluded previously silenced voices. Yet, I don\u2019t discriminate. Stoner<\/em> offers profound insights into institutional structures that persist today.<\/p>\n These thoughts were on my mind as I finished my reread just before our flight to D.C. to celebrate Doug\u2019s retirement next chapter, where institutional structures of a different kind awaited us in marble and glass.<\/p>\n We had half a day before the event and my husband, Toby, and I wanted to be tourists. It had not been my intention to speed-walk through four museums in five hours. (Toby could spend hours in front of one painting, but he loves me and is a good sport.)<\/p>\n My childhood consisted of trips downstate to see grandparents in New York City, which often involved visits to museums. A favorite was the one that hosted the squid and the whale. Unconsciously, I bought into the primate visions described by Donna Haraway about hierarchies\u2014her critique of how science museums construct narratives of power and evolution that shape our understanding.<\/p>\n Fifty years later, I was eager to see what had changed. We started at Natural History, moved on to American History, then African American, and ended up at the Holocaust. In March 2025, this journey was not, it won\u2019t surprise you to learn, an uplifting experience. The museums, like higher education itself, told a complex story of American identity that is now under dire threat.<\/p>\n I sped through to parse the presentation. How did the curators choose to tell the stories, some of which I know well, and which, as an adult, I would always prefer to read? Since I began my career publishing books in American history at Oxford University Press, I\u2019ve imbibed a decent amount of quality scholarship.<\/p>\n When I became an acquisitions editor at Duke University Press in 1991, I\u00a0was intrigued by the work of scholars like Kimberl\u00e9 Crenshaw, Patricia Williams, Mari Matsuda, Derrick Bell and other theorists who used narrative to examine how our legal system perpetuated structural inequalities. Most people weren\u2019t reading law journals back then, and it took a while for those ideas to make it into the mainstream<\/p>\n Academe cranked open the curriculum to face historical truths not always self-evident: We are a country built on a commitment to diversity, equity and inclusion. At times we fell short of the mark, but the arc of the universe is long, and we were taught the direction in which it bends.<\/p>\n Except. The rise to power documented in that last somber building we visited reads to me like a blueprint for what\u2019s happening today. Before I\u00a0could remember not knowing it, my father drilled into me that what it means to be a Jew is there\u2019s always someone who wants to put you in an oven. That was made tangible by the numbers I saw tattooed on the arm of Great-Grandpa Max. <\/p>\n How much longer will busloads of boisterous students milling around these repositories of culture be able to learn our history? When will the whitewashing take hold so that the ideas contained in the curators\u2019 vision\u2014in the works we\u2019ve published since the latter part of the last century\u2014are mummified?<\/p>\n One of many chilling moments: coming on a small story I knew from the film Who Will Write Our History?<\/em> Historian Emanuel Ringelblum organized Jews in the Warsaw Ghetto in 1939 to document unprecedented actions. He collected materials, placed them in milk cans and buried them throughout the city. The archive known as the Oneg Shabbat is housed in Jerusalem at Yad Vashem.<\/p>\n It was impossible in March not to feel that my colleagues at IHE<\/em> and other media outlets are busting their butts at a similar task: chronicling the last days of an era of inclusion.<\/p>\n How long before these exhibits come down, replaced by gold toilets in buildings repurposed for hotels and casinos? <\/p>\n Just as the bright shining moment of Camelot disappeared for a previous generation, many of us already look back on Hamilton<\/em> with nostalgia. A too-quick tour of museums in our nation\u2019s capital filled me with love for America and the things that made us great. When I left, all I felt was grief. What happens if we don\u2019t rise to today\u2019s challenge?<\/p>\n This sobering experience in D.C. brought me back to my conversation with Doug about higher education\u2019s resistance to change. A reading of Stoner<\/em> should not feel as resonant and familiar as it does. Little about faculty structure and the ethos of academe has evolved in the last century.<\/p>\n Walking through those endangered halls of American memory, what Doug has long been saying to leaders is urgent: We need more than just better storytelling about higher education\u2014we need to fundamentally reimagine it. And we need to do it now.<\/p>\n The buried milk cans of our moment will someday be unearthed. The articles, reports and assessments documenting higher education\u2019s struggles will serve as testimony to what we did\u2014or failed to do\u2014in this critical period. My only hope is that they\u2019ll reveal how colleges and universities finally broke free from institutional inertia to continue to do the work of educating our citizenry toward truth and justice for all.<\/p>\n Note: This reflection was published March 22, 2025, as an issue of The Sandbox. I wanted to share it as part of my new column here for two reasons (and with apologies to subscribers). First, if you\u2019ve been reading the news, you\u2019ll see that I wish I\u2019d been wrong. Just a week after this first came out, the dismantling began. And now we\u2019re seeing a scrubbing of our nation\u2019s history in essential cultural institutions and not just in D.C.<\/p>\n Also, I got a ton of responses from readers thanking me for putting them onto Stoner<\/em>. So now, you\u2019re welcome, friends. <\/p>\n Rachel Toor is a contributing editor at <\/em>Inside Higher Ed and the co-founder of The Sandbox, a weekly newsletter that allows presidents and chancellors to write anonymously. She is also a professor of creative writing and the author of books on weirdly diverse subjects. 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