New Feminism, yeah? (part 2)

Dolores had placed an ad on Craig’s list for this meeting, the first time she had actually used Craig’s list, despite the thousands of suggestions from numerous boyfriends to sell her old furniture and glutted record collection. The idea of offering up her well-worn and once loved things to strangers and then getting no response or interest had depressed and frightened her, so she remained, with closets full of outdated technology and camera equipment boxed next to duplicate CD’s of the Talking Heads 77 and Celebrity Skin. But posting this meeting for some reason did not summon up her long-standing fear of rejection, because an idea is so much less a reflection of the self than taste. An idea is merely incidental when determining another’s worth. All she had written in the description was “Do you want a new Feminist movement? Dissatisfied with the patriarchal structure? Still mad at your last boyfriend? Join us at the first meeting of the Avant Femme.” And this is what had showed up.