Aging & Wisdom Quote by Friedrich Durrenmatt

Survival, Duerrenmatt suggests, isn’t a matter of health or luck so much as performance: act harmless, act clueless, stay alive. The line lands like a barbed aside because it flips the usual moral hierarchy. We’re trained to admire intelligence as a kind of armor. He treats it as a target.

The intent is cynical but not lazy-cynical. Duerrenmatt wrote from a European 20th century thick with regimes, informants, bureaucratic cruelty, and the kind of social systems where being too perceptive can read as being disloyal. In that world, “pretend to be dumb” isn’t self-deprecation; it’s tactical concealment. The subtext: the smart person is the one who knows when not to look smart. Wisdom becomes camouflage.

It also needles the polite fiction that truth-telling is rewarded. Duerrenmatt’s fiction often turns on the grotesque gap between justice as an idea and justice as a machine, and this quote lives in that gap. If institutions punish nuance, curiosity, or moral insistence, then clarity becomes a liability. “Old age” here isn’t just longevity; it’s the quiet prize of staying unremarkable long enough to avoid being crushed by other people’s power, envy, or fear.

There’s wit in the bluntness, but it’s the kind that leaves a bruise. Duerrenmatt isn’t celebrating stupidity; he’s indicting a society that makes innocence a shield and intelligence an accusation.