My wife says I'm wishy-washy. She also says I'm a pathetic specimen of a man.
I remain silent when she puts me down in front of our friends. I pretend not to know that she's sleeping with the neighbour. I never defend myself against her blows when she argues.
After all, I'm a wishy-washy, pathetic man.
Which is why, when a crazed thug with a gun accosts us and threatens me, "Your money or your wife?", I do nothing but grip my wallet tightly.