"Wise men don't need advice. Fools won't take it"
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Franklin’s line lands like a polite knock that’s also a locked door. It flatters the listener into aspiring to “wise” status, then quietly removes the possibility that advice will matter. If you need it, you’re already suspect; if you’re wise, you’ve outgrown it. That trap is the point. It’s not a tender meditation on self-improvement so much as a brisk civic diagnosis: persuasion has limits, and those limits aren’t evenly distributed.
As a politician and printer steeped in pamphlet wars, committees, and the messy mechanics of public opinion, Franklin knew how often argument is theatre. “Advice” here isn’t just personal counsel; it’s policy, warning, sermon, editorial - the whole Enlightenment confidence that good reasons can reform bad behavior. The subtext is a cold shower: people don’t fail for lack of information. The fool isn’t ignorant; he’s committed. He has identity, pride, interest, and habit bolted to his position, so advice bounces off like rain on oiled cloth.
The aphorism also works as self-protection. It excuses the advisor from the infinite loop of trying to rescue the unrescuable, while preserving a moral hierarchy that suits an elite republic: the “wise” are self-governing, the “fools” are not. Franklin offers a slogan for triage - invest effort where it can compound, stop feeding attention to stubbornness.
Its sting is that it’s still a live political problem: democracies run on counsel, but they’re crowded with incentives not to hear it. Franklin’s elegance is that he says all that in eight words.
As a politician and printer steeped in pamphlet wars, committees, and the messy mechanics of public opinion, Franklin knew how often argument is theatre. “Advice” here isn’t just personal counsel; it’s policy, warning, sermon, editorial - the whole Enlightenment confidence that good reasons can reform bad behavior. The subtext is a cold shower: people don’t fail for lack of information. The fool isn’t ignorant; he’s committed. He has identity, pride, interest, and habit bolted to his position, so advice bounces off like rain on oiled cloth.
The aphorism also works as self-protection. It excuses the advisor from the infinite loop of trying to rescue the unrescuable, while preserving a moral hierarchy that suits an elite republic: the “wise” are self-governing, the “fools” are not. Franklin offers a slogan for triage - invest effort where it can compound, stop feeding attention to stubbornness.
Its sting is that it’s still a live political problem: democracies run on counsel, but they’re crowded with incentives not to hear it. Franklin’s elegance is that he says all that in eight words.
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