We are dopey. We recognise that we are dopey. We acknowledge that we are dopey. We address the effects and repercussions of our dopiness. There are varying qualities of life in the cellar.
Some cellars are even quite warm, well lit, perhaps tidy.
And I'm comfortable. So, this happy cellar dweller climbs as far as the third rung before returning to their carpeted concrete. When we reach a certain rung up from the basement we discover a Friend we never knew, reaching down to help pull us up. But, that is another story. By these quotes I do not mean to cast judgement on my friends and acquaintances.