Laurence Thomas (1949-2025)


Laurence Thomas, professor emeritus of philosophy at Syracuse University, died this past December.

The following obituary is by David Benatar (University of Cape Town).


Laurence Mordekhai Thomas
(1949-2025)

Laurence Thomas, Emeritus Professor of Philosophy at Syracuse University, died on 27 December 2025. He was 76.

His life focused on his work: he was a passionate, productive philosophical writer, and a popular professor. He was also a man of contrasts. He was effervescent and enthusiastic. However, he was also a man of great interiority, and very private. This challenges the obituarist who wishes both to convey a sense of the person and to respect his privacy.

Laurence was born on 1 August 1949 and grew up, an only-child, in Baltimore, Maryland. Both his parents died by his mid-teens. Thereafter, he was reared by an aunt—an “ole fashioned Jamaican woman” who, he said, “never allowed me to wallow in the valley of despair”, and to whom he later dedicated his first book, Living Morally: A Psychology of Moral Character (Temple, 1989).

He received his BA in Philosophy from the University of Maryland in 1971. At the University of Pittsburgh, he received an MA in 1973 and a PhD in 1976. His doctoral supervisor was Kurt Baier, for whose 1987 festschrift in Synthese, Laurence was later the guest editor.

Before joining Syracuse in 1989, he held positions at Notre Dame (1977-1978), the University of Maryland (1978-1980), the University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill (1980-1986), and Oberlin (1986-1989). In 1978-1979, he was Andrew Mellon Faculty Fellow at Harvard. While his primary Syracuse appointment was in Philosophy, he was also affiliated with the Political Science Department and the Judaic Studies program.

Professor Thomas’ specialization was in moral, political, and social philosophy, with a strong thread of moral psychology. The hallmarks of his writing were exquisite sensitivity to human psychology and behaviour, thoroughgoing decency, and accessibility.

His second book, Vessels of Evil: American Slavery and the Holocaust (Temple, 1993), is a prime example. It is a nuanced examination of the similarities and differences between the subtitular atrocities. Eschewing invidious judgements about which was worse, he probed the nature of these respective evils.

He did much of his writing in Paris, to which he would regularly decamp. He enjoyed that culture, developed close friendships there, and learned French.

He had an abiding philosophical interest in human relationships, especially familial relationships and friendship. His third monograph was entitled The Family and the Political Self (Cambridge, 2006).

His appreciation of familial relationships may have been occasioned partly by the early death of his parents and the absence of siblings. His attunement to the nuances of such relationships is even more remarkable for these reasons.

While he neither married nor had children, he was a father figure, as well as a friend, champion, and trusted confidant, especially to his doctoral students. They have said how difficult it is to express how much he meant to, and did for, them. It is a testament to his influence on their lives that two of them gave their sons the second name “Laurence” in his honour.

Professor Thomas was also a popular teacher of undergraduate students. The enrolment in his introductory ethics course mushroomed. Even in a class of 400 students, he learned many of their names, referenced comments they had made in previous classes, and engaged in Socratic exchanges.

Some of his teaching methods were unorthodox, blending theatrics, humour, and music, with philosophy. A former teaching assistant remarks that while this led some to question the academic rigour of the teaching, Professor Thomas “simply loved taking complex themes and making them accessible to those who otherwise might have been overwhelmed”. His teaching was profiled in the New York Times. In 1993 he was Syracuse University’s Scholar-Teacher of the year.

One friend described Laurence as a “student-magnet”, noting that after Laurence had given a distinguished guest lecture at his university, “a group of students followed him everywhere he went on campus, peppering him with questions, which he answered graciously and tactfully.” Laurence’s lively personality and wit were also manifest in his conversation and repartee with colleagues during the same visit. It is unsurprising that Laurence was invited to speak at many institutions.

Laurence was immensely generous—with his time, money, and in spirit. One former student recalls that the time and energy that he “dedicated to his students was simply incredible”.

Laurence paid for refreshments at his graduate seminars, and books for his graduate students’ research. When returning from trips to France, he would bring boxes of Parisian chocolates to give to secretarial staff, friends, and occasionally the parents of students.

Laurence put inordinate effort into letters of recommendation. He affirmed people, and acknowledged them, and was attuned to the good in people even when they might not have noticed it themselves. He had a great generosity of spirit.

While he went well beyond professorial duties, he was meticulous about propriety, and the perception thereof. Although extensively accessible to students, he preferred meeting students in public places, rather than in his office. Even those closest to him never entered his apartment.

Laurence wrote about character, but he also was a character. He was eccentric, even by the eccentric standards of philosophers.

A former department Chair, who recruited Laurence and four others to Maryland, arranged a welcome for them at his home. He also invited the University President, who accepted the invitation and arrived at the event. However, none of the new appointees were present. The Chair was getting increasingly stressed. The doorbell then rang. The five arrived, “dressed to the nines” and led by Laurence, attired in a tuxedo and top hat, and carrying a cane!

In addition to the aforementioned monographs, Laurence co-authored a “debate” book with Michael Levin, Human Rights and Sexual Orientation (Rowman and Littlefield, 1999), and over eighty academic papers. He edited Blackwell’s Contemporary Debates in Social Philosophy. He had begun work on, but was not well enough to complete, a fourth monograph, The Fragmented Self: Technology and the Loss of Humanity.

Laurence, influenced by his Aristotelian sympathies, made frequent reference to flourishing. When starting a conversation, he would ask “Are you flourishing, sir?” He would sign off emails with the injunction “Flourish!”

Sadly, Laurence did not flourish to the very end. His death was preceded by a long decline. At his funeral, both a former student and the rabbi of Laurence’s synagogue spoke movingly about him. On an especially cold winter’s day, his casket was then accompanied to the grave where he was interred.

– David Benatar

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Cynthia Freeland
Cynthia Freeland
2 months ago

Beautifully written obituary–thank you. Laurence and I were friends in graduate school at Pitt. I’m so sorry to read this sad news.

Naomi Zack
Naomi Zack
2 months ago

Laurence supported my scholarship in the early 1990s when I returned to academia after a long absence. He did not like “Larry” and performed formality in joyful ways. He was a pioneer in Philosophy of Race by melding African American philosophy with ethics and Jewish experience and identity. He spoke of his time in Paris with poignancy. I think his passing is a great loss to his former students and ongoing colleagues.

Remy Debes
Remy Debes
2 months ago

Thank you for writing this beautiful obituary. I met Laurence after graduate school, but I can attest that he was equally kind and gracious to junior scholars. He once had dinner at my home and delighted my (then very young) children with his energy and joy. They called him Laurence the Dragon, after a made up story I used to tell them before they ever met him, about a misunderstood Dragon who really just loved tea parties and good company. He loved it. The following Christmas he sent them chocolates from Paris. Sadly, Laurence and I lost touch over the past decade. He will be missed.

Ben Lovett
Ben Lovett
2 months ago

I’m very sorry to see this news but I appreciate the beautiful obituary. I’m a psychologist, not a philosopher, but I came to know Laurence Thomas when I was in graduate school at Syracuse around 2005, doing research on the psychology of moral judgment. An undergraduate friend introduced me to LT (as many called him), and I had a chance to meet him several times – he was always very kind to me, and he had a knack for helping students feel as though their work was extremely important. It was always inspiring and motivating. Also, as Benatar says, he was eccentric to the core!

I’ll tell one LT story that I hope illustrates his zest. On a Sunday morning, he called me, and said, “Mr. Lovett, we’re going to brunch – I will pick you up in a half hour at Huntington Hall. I don’t know what car I’ll be driving.” (It turned out that he did not own a car but rented cars as needed.) He did indeed pick me up–in a bright red convertible–and we went to a hotel restaurant for a brunch buffet. At the omelet station, he seemed to be carefully studying the elderly cook making omelets. The cook seemed a bit unnerved and LT said, “Sir, how long have you been doing this?” The cook replied, “Since 6:30 this morning.” LT said “No! I mean, how many years have you been perfecting this craft?!” (I can’t recall the cook’s reply, but LT told him that his work was an example of true excellence.) In my interactions with him, LT was always intense, but often intensively joyful!

Peter Finocchiaro
Peter Finocchiaro
2 months ago

Professor Thomas taught the first philosophy course I ever took — the aforementioned introduction to moral philosophy. It was held in the old law school lecture hall, which was massive, but I still remember students spilling into the aisles and sitting on the floor. I sat in the fourth row, center-left. One time, I sheepishly raised my hand to offer an example of some point Professor Thomas was making. He liked it, apparently, and referenced it throughout the remainder of the class.

I’ve been chasing that high ever since.

Harris
2 months ago

It was Laurence that recommended me to Purdue university. I am now the Joyce and Edward Brewer Chair in Applied Ethics. We never shared the same philosophical bent but we always shared the need to promote scholarly merit. I am forever indebted to him and will always remember the days he stood before a many hostile white audience of philosophers and stood his ground. Laurence was the epitome of courage!!!!

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David Lu
David Lu
2 months ago

I was a TA for Laurence’s large introduction to ethics course, and it was a memorable experience. Laurence had a real flair for performance, owning the stage. I still vividly remember the day he paused mid-lecture to call out some students who were distracted by their cell phones. A little while later, without another word, he simply dropped the mic and walked out of the auditorium to 400 stunned undergrads. He was generous though, and I fondly recall the Parisian chocolates he would bring us. I’m sad to hear this news.

Steven Klein
Steven Klein
Reply to  David Lu
2 months ago

Similar story, decades earlier. I was his teaching assistant in UNC in 1982 when the Tarheels won the championship and jammed the streets to celebrate. Larry spent his next lecture criticizing his students 15 minutes for being more enthusiastic about the Tarheels than his Ethics class. Then he walked out.

Dale Jamieson
2 months ago

I first met Laurence at an Eastern APA meeting in 1975 or 1976. We were both on the job market but in different fields. We would run into each other in hotel corridors and cheer each other on. This led to one of those professional friendships that would sometimes be intense, but remained most lively in memory, especially after Laurence moved to Syracuse. The last time I saw him was at JFK airport. We ran into each other, both on our way to Paris. His joyfulness and vivacity have remained vivid to me through the years. Laurence was a “one off” in a world in which that is increasingly rare.