A Dialogue Between the Head and the Heart
Part 1 of 1
From the book, Philanthropy: Voluntary Action for the
Public Good, by Robert L. Payton
These reflections on reason and emotion in philanthropy are inspired by
Thomas Jefferson's famous letter to Maria Cosway.
My theme is philanthropy and liberal
education. My text is a letter-essay that Thomas Jefferson once wrote that goes
by the title, "A Dialogue Between My Head and My Heart."[1] It is an essay on
friendship, charity, the human condition, and the methods and values of science
and morals. The letter was written to a married British woman whom Jefferson had
met in Paris (and for whom he developed a strong but platonic affection), on the
occasion of her departure for America. Jefferson was so moved by their parting
that he returned to his apartment
and wrote the long letter that same evening.
The body of the letter is in the
literary form of a dialogue between Head and Heart, first as an exchange about
the joy of friendship and the pain of separation. Jefferson then speaks of the
"divided empire" of the self, the dialectic between reason and emotion, between
self-interest and altruism, in each of us.
Friendship is at issue because of
Jefferson's distress at the departure of his friend. His head tells him that the
principle to follow is to avoid becoming entangled with others, with it "their
follies and their misfortunes," and to play it safe. Don't rush into new
relationships; recognize beforehand the anguish they may cause, and cultivate
instead the pleasures of privacy and contemplation. In a miserable world, the
best course is to avoid adding misery to it.
Jefferson's heart responds that
because the world is full of sorrow, it is only sensible to share our burdens:
"For assuredly nobody will care for him who cares for nobody." In fact, the
balance will tip the other way: ". . .thanks to a benevolent arrangement of
things, the greater part of life is sunshine."
Although Jefferson attributes to the
Head the hegemony over the world of nature, he claims for the Heart the human
virtues of sympathy, love, justice; of benevolence, gratitude, and friendship.
The methods and values of science include calculation, and calculation in the
form of self-interest in human affairs is a misapplication of science. Morality
is too important, he says, "to be risked on the uncertain combinations of the
head"; the foundation of morality requires "the mechanism of the
heart."
There is, on balance, in Jefferson’s
view, a long-term wisdom in the reliance on the human affections rather than on
human cleverness. Jefferson implies that the concessions that the head makes to
the heart are the source of some of our most important moral victories.
(Although he doesn't make the point, I suspect that Jefferson would agree that
the discipline imposed by the head on the heart often saves us from doing harm
in our rush to do good. I will return to that later.)
Beyond friendship, in our less
personal relations in society at large, Jefferson counsels against the
misleading influence of narrow selfinterest. The head leads us astray when it
intrudes in the affairs of the heart. He illustrates his theme with two
examples, the first that of a weary soldier seeking a lift on the back of
Jefferson's carriage. Jefferson's selfinterest advises against it: His head
argues that there will be other soldiers further on; eventually we'll put too
much of a burden on the horses. Jefferson rides on, but his conscience gets the
better of him: It may not be possible to help everyone, his heart pleads, but we
ought to help those we can. The logic of compassion wins out, but too late,
because when Jefferson turns back to find the soldier, the soldier has taken
another road.
The second illustration is not one of
voluntary service, but of voluntary giving. Jefferson's head tells him that a
woman seeking alms is in fact a drunkard who will only waste his charity in the
taverns. Jefferson's heart again belatedly overrules his head, but this time he
is able to seek out the woman and learn the truth about her. She was not a
drunkard, after all, but a woman seeking charity to place her child in
school.
Jefferson recognizes that there are
consequences to these actions of the heart: "We have no rose without it's [sic]
thorn; no pleasure without alloy." There are risks to be run, which implies that
pain may well be incurred in the search for happiness. But that is better than
lonely isolation, better than the security of the contemplative life that his
head advises him to choose: "Let the sublimated philosopher grasp visionary
happiness while pursuing phantoms dressed in the garb of truth! Their supreme
wisdom is supreme folly. . ."
The dialogue between the head and the
heart is a metaphor for the study of the philanthropic tradition. Jefferson's
letter serves as a useful point of departure. Jefferson himself was a man of
strong and developed reason as well as powerful and courageous commitment,
presumably a model of the educated person, sensitive to human values, aware of
human failings, pragmatic and visionary.
The philanthropic tradition is a
setting in which to study the divided empire. We all have learned how our
self-interest works, and we could quickly add to Jefferson's reasons for not
picking up the soldier on the road: Not only will others be demanding the same
help; the next thing you know they'll all want to sit up front with
us.
Jefferson's example of the woman
seeking alms makes us aware of the ancient moral problem of desert: Jefferson gave the woman help
because she proved not to be a
drunkard. Would he have helped her if his first impression had been accurate,
had he detected the tell-tale odor on her breath? Today, we might simply evade
the issue by contending that drunkenness is a disease, not a vice, and the woman
deserves our help because she is sick. And that might then prompt us to ask
ourselves—our hearts asking our heads—is there anyone out there who doesn't deserve our help?
The issue of the deserving poor and
needy of our contemporary society has been debated at length in recent years. It
continues to be a controversial issue of public policy. The complexities of the
problem are by now familiar: Inspired by our hearts, we have followed our heads
and turned the mentally ill out of institutions and into the streets. The
consensus seems to be that such people shouldn't be made to live in the streets.
At the same time, we have come to know that public shelters and institutions are
often dangerous, heartless places. The morally right thing to do, it would seem,
would be to find decent homes that will take these people in. Decent homes,
presumably, like yours and mine . . .
In Santa Cruz, California, according
to newspaper reports, able-bodied young people are found in considerable numbers
claiming food, shelter, and freedom of action as the rights and protections
belonging to the modem vagabond. They are neither seeking nor interested in
employment.
Should we consider the mentally ill on the streets of New York and the
idle dropouts on the streets of Santa Cruz equal in their claims on
us?
In choosing one's friends, Jefferson
said, one should exercise careful judgment. Friendship should not be based on
externals or self-interest: "I receive no one into my esteem until they are
worthy of it." Did Jefferson apply a test of worthiness to his acts of charity?
He apparently took the soldier's plea at its face value; the soldier was worthy
simply by virtue of being a soldier on duty. The woman seeking alms, on the
other hand, required a test to determine that she was worthy of his assistance.
Had she turned out to be a drunkard after all, she would have failed the test.
Whether one should make judgments about the moral worth of those seeking aid is
one of the recurrent issues of the philanthropic tradition, livelier today
perhaps even than it was in Jefferson's time.
Friendship is not the basis for
charity, for voluntary giving and service. Acts of philanthropy reach out to
total strangers, often in distant places, usually without the ability to screen
out the unworthy or otherwise unqualified. Nothing could be more familiar to
Americans today, for example, than the drawn faces and swollen bellies of
starving children in Africa, yet presumably few of us are personally acquainted
with any of them. Our hearts tell us only that we must act to help them—even though are
heads cannot tell us why.
That African appeal has touched
millions of people, perhaps unprecedented numbers around the world. It has
enlisted the efforts of people usually identified not with the relief of
suffering, but with the manufacture of pleasure and self-indulgence. The rock
musicians and other entertainers who produced the "We Are the World" and "Live
Aid" fundraising extravaganzas were not more expert about the Ethiopian crisis
than the readers of daily newspapers. They were able to condemn the situation as
morally intolerable and to use their extraordinary promotional skills and
technologies to raise large amounts of money very quickly—yet without any
expertise at all in using that money to effect the changes they felt were
necessary.
The dialogue between the Head and
Heart over what we should do when faced with a human tragedy such as the famine
in Ethiopia warns us of the limits of our emotion. The tens of millions of
dollars raised by the rock concerts and records are not quickly and easily
converted into food for the hungry. Rock stars prove to know little about the
logistics of food aid, and seem to have only just recently discovered that
Ethiopia is the center of a terrible civil war. We have learned to our dismay
that some Ethiopians are willing to starve other Ethiopians for political ends.
To seek to bring food for the innocent through that maze of ancient animosity
may call for the cleverness of con men as well as for the patient commitment of
saints.
Closer to home, and with no Russians
to point a finger at, our failures to deal humanely an effectively with the
homeless, even when we are inclined to respond to them, are instructive in
teaching us that it is difficult to be enlightened and humane. Such failures
seem to lead some people to conclude that the effort should not be made in the
first place. As a nation, our head is telling us that we are better advised to
ignore the "follies and the misfortunes" of others, and to make ourselves
comfortable in our studies (or television rooms).
The purpose of liberal education is
to bring some semblance of detente
if not harmony to the divided empire of the human mind and spirit. To study
the habits of the heart is to study the consequences of friendship and charity,
of high aspiration and low technique, to reflect on knowing when to mind one's
business and when not to, on wanting to do good and knowing how.
To study the tradition and practice
of philanthropy is to confront liberal education at its best: in the education
of the public citizen and the private person, in the continuing education of the
Head and the Heart.
[1] Merrill D. Peterson, ed., Thomas Jefferson: Writings, The Library
of America, 1984, pp. 866-877. Back to
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