straddling several interlocking fences, noncommittal, ambiguous, equivocal...

uncomfortable, but less so than if we plumped (or jumped) for one choice or another.

in the middle of so many conflicting poles, irresolute or wise, i can't decide...

wimpily waiting for more info, or sagely waiting for the madness to subside.

when in doubt, do nothing, wu-wei.

others push the narrative, lord knows we have done that job for centuries.

bruised and weary, played out and aging, we try for the middle way.

'The history of public debt is full of irony. It rarely follows our ideas of order and justice.' Thomas Piketty