I bought this book used, and so I had no concept whatsoever of when it was written. It says something, although I don't know what, that the first thing that clued me in to the book's age (published in 1992) was that I found the homophobia of the future implausible. The second clue was when someone in the latter half of the 21st century looked up a phone number in a book. I found the idea of a Socialist USA to make perfect sense, though.
Right, progress marches on.
None of these are a critique of the narrative - the future that McHugh extrapolates out of the 90s is completely fascinating and her snapshot of a life (or several lives) in the future feel more like a work of contemporary literature rather than science fiction. Which is not to say that the sf elements don't inform the story and shape the possibilities of the narrative, but that the interest is in people navigating the world, rather than in the world as such.