JOHN Dortmunder is a small-time New York crook with a barful
of likeable friends and accomp lices and an impossible commission.
The suspicion that noting that queasiness to a barful
of other Americans would inspire a suddenly realigned proboscis only adds to a sense that we are entering a post-September 11 twilight zone.
You may remember hearing about the 1983 pool table gang-rape that took place in front of a barful
of witnesses in Massachusetts.