I don’t trust statistics, even those quoted by people on my side. As I have oft argued, statistics, which may point to half-truths, or the absolutely obvious, invariably slur the fine details. And God, or the Devil, is in those details. Even when the number-crunching is accurate, and context has been honestly provided, we are dealing with averages.
When you have one foot in the oven, and the other in the deep freeze, the space between your legs might be a nice average.
Drat! You won’t get to enjoy your happy medium, due to distractions from the right and the left.