Constance McMillen is a high school student in a small town in Itawamba County, Mississippi. She’s also gay.
I think you can guess where this is going. I can see the flames of someone’s personal hell from here.
It looks like Ms McMillen is a very confident person, though, so I’d guess that her situation has made her stronger. She decide to attend the high school prom with her girlfriend; Ms McMillen was planning to wear a tuxedo. Good for her: she’s proud of who she is, and was going to be respectable and decorous about the issue. The flames are licking a lot higher, you can tell already.
I think you can predict that Small Town Mississippi was not going to react respectably and decorously about it, though, and they didn’t. The ACLU informed them that they were violating her rights.
So the school cancelled the prom altogether, and let Ms McMillen’s fellow students know why.
Hey, I don’t think that’s just a small hellish fire on the southern horizon, that looks like a mushroom cloud now.
The mayor is saying the community thinks this was a good decision. People are talking about putting together a privately sponsored prom…probably one that could exclude faggots (although, wouldn’t it be cool if someone did put together a prom that was inclusive, thumbing their nose at the cowards in the school administration? It could happen — younger people aren’t quite so hidebound as the calcified upper crust of small town USA, and that cohort also includes a lot of people who are itching for graduation day and their opportunity to escape Itawamba County forever).
I predict that Constance McMillen will be one of the progressive young people who will be fleeing Small Town America as fast as she can, as soon as she can. And the old geezers and flea bag preachers will sit around in their shrinking, backwards-looking community and wonder why the young people are so anxious to abandon them.