Alternative alternative perspective: imagine being lifted up, against your will, and manipulated until you can see nothing but a vast blackness dotted with occasional white pinpricks and glimmers. You're put back down, but now you have the craziest story to tell Gary at the feeding trough in the morning.

can you just build them a ramp?

Flowers for Algernon in a nutshell. (If you or anyone reading this hasn't read it, give it shot, it'll make you feel)