“Meet me in the middle” says the unjust man.
You take a step towards him, he takes a step back.
“Meet me in the middle” says the unjust man.
You can’t engage such people in good faith, and it’s impossible to convince them to adopt a different viewpoint. People much smarter than you have tried and failed.
They were not space tourists.
They were cargo. Marketing material for Jeff’s rocket-powered overcompensation that just happened to need oxygen to stay fresh.