I myself am neither guilty nor innocent. I inhabit a middle ground, a moral landscape composed of shades of gray (or grey, if you prefer). Like everyone, I am neither good nor bad, neither selfish nor sharing, neither a saint nor a sinner, neither giving nor taking, neither reaping nor sewing, neither old nor young, neither stumbling along in the dark nor striding forward in the light, neither flat nor sharp, neither totally conversant with the "neither-nor" construction nor capable, at the moment, of named the three verbals.