When my freshman roommate at Cornell found out I was Jewish, she was,
at her request, moved to a different room. She told me she didn't
think she had ever seen a Jew before. My only response was to begin
wearing a small Star of David on a chain around my neck. I had not
become a more observing Jew; rather, discovering that the label of
Jew was offensive to others made me want to let people know who I
was and what I believed in. Similarly, after talking to these young
women -- one of whom told me that she didn't think she had ever met
a feminist -- I've taken to identifying myself as a feminist in the
most unlikely of situations.
-- Susan Bolotin, "Voices From the Post-Feminist Generation"
