A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
I don't think it is coincidence that Confucius hangs out in Hartford. The town is tough but has a gritty character. It can get cold here. The weather, the facts, the hard truth all have a chilly sting in Hartford. It had to be by design that Confucius faces the capitol building. Confucius stares down the complicated and brings the fiction to its knees. Truth is what you should seek.
Can you climb on Confucius as if he is giving you a piggy back ride? I don't know. Can you?