I don't care who he meets with myself. Again it sounds juvenile saying you won't talk to people. Nobody says you need to agree with people in order to meet with them. Children let their emotions and passion control their reason and patience.

Let me tell you a little story

One day farmer John hooked up his stock trailer and headed down the road.

One bull said to the other. "Where did the farmer go?" "To get another bull" said his friend. "Well he's not getting any of my cows" said the first bull. "Well he isn't getting any of mine" said the other. Then a lttle bull ran up and said. "He's not getting any of mine either"
A little later the farmer pulls up. He gets out and walks back to the trailer. He opens the gate and leads out the biggest baddest looking bull you ever saw. He had muscles on muscles. He snorted smoke and his eyes were red. He must have been a ton at least. The ground shook.
So the first bull says to the second bull "Well I guess he can have a few of my cows" The second bull said "Sure, I don't need so many cows"
Then the smallest bull ran right up in front of the new bull. He started snorting and scratching at the ground aggressively. The other two bulls looked on in?amazement. "Are you nuts? What the hell are you doing? "
The small bull looks up and said "I just want to make sure this big son of a bitch knows I'm a bull too"

It doesn't have anything to do with this but its a humdinger.