Here’s something to think about on a Sunday afternoon . . . Let’s say your next door neighbor stood in his yard screaming, constantly, that he was going to kill you and your family and that there was nothing you could do, say or give him that would dissuade him.
And let’s say he even went so far as to strap bombs to his own wife and children and send them one by one to your house in an effort to get in and kill you. And let’s also say that each time one of his kids was dismembered and killed in such an effort this neighbor celebrated rather than mourned them.
How much time do you think you would invest trying to make peace with him versus trying to kill him to protect yourself and your family?
Not saying this relates to any real-world stuation, of course. It’s just a hypothetical story about the world’s worst neighbor.