I have a run in my stocking.

In Philip Roth’s “Zuckerman Unbound,” Zuckerman, rocketed to fame and fortune by a book that looks a lot like “Portnoy’s Complaint,” is set upon by anyone and everyone in New York—on the bus, in a coffee shop, in front of a funeral parlor. They come to ogle him, or to complain about his scandalous, sex-ridden novel, or to tell him what to do with his money.

They avoid conflict at all costs because of their deep-rooted fear of upsetting people.

On May 14, 1997, the jury convicted the defendant, who currently is serving a fifteen-month sentence. The defendant timely appeals.