Petrarch Reflects On Ignorance And Happiness

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The great humanist Francesco Petrarca (Petrarch) had opportunity to reflect on the fact that the more he gained in knowledge and experience, the less and less certain he became of his own judgments.  These thoughts were recorded in an essay called On His Own Ignorance And That Of Many Others (De sui ipsius et multorum ignorantia).  Some of these observations are incredibly frank.

He begins by noting that

Concerning ignorance, wisdom, and other things, the wise man should be the one pronouncing judgment.  He should be “wise” in what he proposes to judge.  An ignorant person cannot judge ignorance as musicians judge music, or as grammarians judge grammar.  With certain things, abundance brings a dearth of critical faculties, and practically anyone can judge such things better than the person who possesses them.

No one understands disability less than a disabled person, who is numb to his disability and cannot see what offends the sight of a non-disabled person.  The same logic applies to all other defects:  no one is a worse judge of ignorance than the ignorant. [De Ignorantia III.30]

And as one gets older, he notes, the very idea of knowledge becomes more and more elusive.  For all his learning, Petrarch often feels like he is put on show as a clown, a buffoon meant for the amusement of the powerful.  To make this point, he tells the story of a man named Liberius.  Liberius was, according to Petrarch, a military man who was persuaded (or forced) by Julius Caesar to perform as a mime (i.e., a buffoon or clown).  It was an insulting recommendation, probably meant to degrade him for one reason or other.

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Liberius did not “bear this treatment in silence” (quam iniuriam ipse quidem non tacitus tulit), but instead protested with these words (which are taken from the writer Macrobius):

So, I have done my job for twice thirty years without complaint,

And left my station as a Roman knight,

But stand before you now as a clown.

Without doubt, I have lived one day longer than I should have! [III.35]

So poor Liberius ended his days as a clown, forced to hop and dance to the tune of the rich and powerful.  Petrarch notes that he has spent his life in scholarly pursuits, and has sought the patronage of the rich and the powerful.  He achieved great notoriety.

But it seems all to have come to nothing.  He says, in a startling admission,

And so I seem to have met the same end as Liberius.  I lost my position after having turned sixty years of age.  But unlike Liberius, I was not transformed into a clown…I became something even worse, an ignoramus.  But this is how things go.  This is the outcome of all my studies, work, and my burning of the midnight oil.  Judges far more intelligent than I have ruled that I am ignorant.  Even though this fact hurts, it must be said (dolendum forsitan, sed ferendum).  [III.39]

Fame, he goes on to note, is not an easy thing to manage, “especially literary fame.”  He longs to shed this burdensome robe of fame, and live a quiet, unadorned life, far from the crash and roar of the mob, and the cloying attentions of idiot kings and princes.  He agrees with Seneca that it is better to be thought of as a good man, than as a learned one.

One can sympathize with Petrarch for these admissions.  As a mendicant scholar, he was often dependent on the patronage of powerful figures to earn a living.  He could not often say what he really believed, or expressed what he really felt.  Add to this the natural feelings of perspective that come with old age and experience.  One is less impressed with novelty and excitement, and more impressed with constancy, character, and virtue.

After a time, he must have found it exhausting and humiliating to have to “perform as a clown” as Liberius was forced to in the anecdote mentioned above.  And yet this is fate of all wise men, to some extent.  Everyone, to some extent, has to play ball.  To some extent, we are all dancing to the tunes set by others.  It is all a matter of degree.  It is all a matter of what one can tolerate.

And despite his protestations, I doubt Petrarch would have changed anything in his life, had he the opportunity.  I am not so sure I believe Petrarch.  He sounds a bit like a tired old man who has had enough of the arena of conflict.  This is natural, I suppose.  But men must do what is in their natures.  The secret, inner spirits drive them forward, with a calculated assurance.  They go forward, strive, and act, based on the spirits that dance inside them, and animate them.  We are all puppets of these hidden wire-pullers.

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Some men crave knowledge, wisdom, and understanding, even if it ultimately condemns them to some form of psychological exile from their fellows.  They are compelled to seek the truth, even if their vast knowledge makes them feel more and more vulnerable.  I do not know if I am a wise man, but I do know that I would not turn away from the quest for knowledge, in order to embrace the comfort and security of ignorance.

For it is the ignorant man, and not the fallen good man like Liberius, who is the real clown.  Liberius may have had to dance to Caesar’s tune temporarily, but in the end Caesar could never strip him of his goodness, his virtue, or his knowledge.

I would not shirk the seeking of knowledge in order to make others feel better.  I would not stop learning, probing the inner nature of things, out of fear of what I might find.  I would always choose knowledge over ignorance.  If knowledge maketh misery, then I shall embrace my misery, knowing that ignorance is an even worse hell, and a more inescapable prison.

We go forward because we must go forward.  Sic res eunt, as Petrarch says:  This is how things go.

 

Read More:  Coming In January 2016:  “Pathways”

 

 

8 thoughts on “Petrarch Reflects On Ignorance And Happiness

  1. “Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.” —Hemingway

    I don’t know if I’m derailing from what you’re trying to say here, but I don’t think intellectual pursuit is adequate to live a whole life. In my short life I have come to the conclusion that living and experiencing the world with my body is what gives me satisfaction and thrill in life (and I do far too little of it). Knowledge and wisdom also gives me great pleasure, but I ultimately find them hollow. I think I would come to the same conclusion as Petrarch had if I decided to spend the next 50 or so years of my life in intellectual pursuits.

    It doesn’t mean I will shirk them; I still have hundreds of books I want to read, languages to learn, arts to experience, books I want to write, and the world to contemplate, but I know they alone will not satisfy me. I crave for action. And I know you, too, are not necessarily suggesting that we abandon all other worldly pursuits for the sake of knowledge, wisdom, and philosophy. I do believe that there must be a balance between the mind and body, both working as one.

    Sometimes, I think too much thinking is just unhealthy. I guess that’s why ignorance can sometimes be bliss.

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      • That may be so, but can we be certain that even if he was a master of his own, without a patron to serve, that he would be satisfied in the end?

        I can’t help but to think that many of these scholars and philosophers were weary from burning their lives out through intellectual pursuits. Nietszche comes to mind. You don’t usually see great men who set themselves out onto the world (many of whom you’ve covered through your articles) end up this way.

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  2. Ignorance can be a happy state, I know, I once was a walking font of what was happening in the world. On any day I could tell you what the numbers were on Wall street, what gold/oil/pork bellies were up to, report of terrible events going on all over the world that day…None of it I had any control over…On July 29th 2011 I turned off the news, got rid of the Cable and cancelled all my subscriptions to magazines and papers. I’ve never been more at peace.

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  3. Another great article, Quintus. Thank you.

    I couldn’t agree more, especially with your closing statement.

    The point of this post wasn’t just about wisdom and ignorance, though, was it?

    Yes, we all have to play ball, but, as you said, there are always these strings being pulled inside us. That’s one of the few things we truly have, that none can take away from us if we do not relinquish it willingly (and only an ignorant person would). It can be a drive for the pursuit of knowledge, or of freedom, or of strength, or of virtue and principles. We can play ball, so long as we don’t forget the urges that truly drive us.

    I wholeheartedly agree with Petrarch’s remark on fame, however. Frankly, I find fame to be toxic in almost all all cases. Most men, I say, should turn away from it if possible, and only seek fame if they can use it, cautiously control it and turn it into a constructive force.

    In the case of literary fame, for example, it at best surrounds you with sycophants who are interested in having your ideas suit and validate them, not in digesting your wisdom and using it to improve themselves. At worst, it corrupts your own perceptions and twists you away from the pursuit of knowledge, and into the pursuit of adoration and fame.

    This is the point at which a man should stop playing ball and get back to following his principles. To Hell with the world.

    Too many people aren’t doing that, these days, or lack these drives and principles entirely. No wonder we’re all circling the drain.

    Also, just a quick, lighthearted comment:

    I just couldn’t help but chuckle at something that came to mind as I read the excerpt from De Ignorantia:

    “(…) No one understands disability less than a disabled person, who is numb to his disability and cannot see what offends the sight of a non-disabled person.”

    I can already hear the SJW and the modern (ignorant) university student going: “Petrarch was a disgusting ableist!”. Of course, they would then fail to see the point and wisdom of this excerpt and the whole work, and would reject the idea of studying anything that has to do with him. Thus, they would become a bit more ignorant for it.

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    • Thanks, Pedro. If more people knew what was in these old books, they would be shocked at how revolutionary these old thinkers were.
      I also love the comment you made about fame being corrupting, and how literary fame especially so. People use will use your ideas not to improve themselves, but to validate their own preconceptions. Great point.

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