Many who professed to revere the principle found it hard to like the example they were faced with in Mr. Rushdie's case: the book unreadable and the writer a pain in the neck.
I've been married for 16 years to a man I really love. But lately he's been a real pain in the neck. He comes in from work and sits in his armchair all evening, hardly talking to me.
What will we be doing? Will there be much walking? Will it be up hills? You know and immediately can you see, you've asked him all these questions you can see what a pain in the neck you are to all the people you've asked these questions of.