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They’re litigious.

JACKSON, Miss. – A lesbian student who wanted to take her girlfriend to her senior prom is asking a federal judge to force her Mississippi school district to reinstate the dance it canceled.

The American Civil Liberties Union of Mississippi on Thursday filed a lawsuit in U.S. District Court in Oxford on behalf of 18-year-old Constance McMillen, who said she faced some unhappy classmates after the Itawamba County School District said it wouldn’t host the April 2 prom.

“Somebody said, ‘Thanks for ruining my senior year,'” McMillen said of her reluctant return Thursday to Itawamba Agricultural High School in Fulton.

The lawsuit seeks a court order for the school to hold the prom. It also asks that McMillen be allowed to escort her girlfriend, who is a fellow student, and wear a tuxedo, which the school said also violated policy.

The district’s decision Wednesday came after the ACLU demanded that officials change a policy banning same-sex prom dates because it said it violated students’ rights. The ACLU said the district violated McMillen’s free expression rights by not letting her wear a tux.

McMillen said she never expected the district to respond the way it did.

In the words of somebody or other, “Yeah, right.”

Y’know, even in the antediluvian days of Reagan’s first term when I was attending high school proms, nobody in the administration paid any attention to who showed up with whom.  And so long as this pair doesn’t actually start going at it on the dance floor, I’m not really sure what possible difference it could make to anyone.

No, I’m afraid the fact that young Miss McMillen wants to wear a “tuxedo” to the prom – to the extent that she’s even willing to try for a court order to get it – gives away the fact that this was all probably some kind of  publicity stunt from the beginning, and that she knows exactly what she’s about.

Back in the day, a school could meet this kind of thing with a curt, “Oh, for Heaven’s sake – knock it off and grow up!”  Now they’ve no choice to play along with the media kabuki and at the same time start lawyering up.

How’s that for a positive message to send all our young people?

This weekend we are celebrating the eldest gel’s 12th birthday.  This features an afternoon moonbounce party at some considerable distance from the Port-Swiller residence, followed by a sleepover for some of the gel’s friends.  In addition, her Godparents and their three small children (including a baby) are coming in to town to stay with us and join in the revelries.  Plus, it is forecast to pour rain for most of the weekend.

I have received several unsolicited suggestions from some of those nearest and dearest that it would be alright to grant myself a dispensation from my Lenten abstention from the gargle tomorrow.  I’ve been reading up on the rule that one must not let one’s practical piety either become debilitating or else turn one into a prig, and I begin to wonder if there might not be something in this advice.

Rosters and practice schedules came out for the spring softball season last evening here in the Port-Swiller neighborhood.

Regular readers may recall that ol’ Robbo felt a bit conflicted about not being the manager of a team this spring owing to concerns about the time commitments involved in fielding not one, but two of the gels.  As I said then, I simply put my name in to volunteer to serve in whatever coaching capacity might be called for.

Well, now.

I received enthusiastic emails from both the gels’ team managers welcoming my support.  Indeed, the younger gel was actually switched from one roster to another so that I could serve as “THE” coach backing up a rookie manager there.  (I also got a very nice email from the League thanking me for making that switch and for my general efforts to step up for the program.)

So starting next week, various of the gels and I will have practices on Monday, Wednesday and Friday evenings.  The elder gel’s extra batting practice time still hasn’t been established yet, either.  And, of course, this says nothing of the actual game schedule, which kicks in some time shortly after Easter.

Suffice to say that I think I’m going to get all the time at the ballpark I could reasonably hope for.  And then some.


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