I moved to southern Mississippi in 1998. Until they, I’d been living in Missouri and Florida. I knew what racism was, but hadn’t really seen it up close. I was aware of the stereotypes about the South, but I knew stereotypes were often wrong.
Moving here was a culture shock, to say the least. My family lived in a relatively rural area and I went to a small high school (maybe 700 students). My parents expected it to be like the small towns they lived in in Missouri. It wasn’t.
Up to the year I started, the high school had a regulation in place to ensure that if at least one black girl ran for homecoming court, at least one black girl would make it. When several black students transferred to the school, the administrators suddenly became convinced we had a “gang problem” and banned hair beads and bandannas. There was a crowd of white kids who fit every redneck stereotype you can imagine, right down to the cheekful of chew, whose idea of fun was to drive their pickups with the Confederate flags waving behind up and down the main street of the “black” neighborhood in town while shouting threats.
A friend of mine (who is white) dated a black girl in high school. That was five years ago. Some people still refuse to talk to him because he is “tainted” and his mother was basically forced to quit a business because so many of her clients left her when it got around who her son was dating.
In school, I was discouraged from studying “hard” subjects like science and math because I was a girl and should be taking home-ec and child development. I walked into a computer store with a CCNA and a short resume to apply for a summer job and not only did the guy at the counter laugh at me, but he called his boss so he could take a look at the little honey who thought she knew something about computers.
I don’t know how high the teen pregnancy rate is now, but at one time my county had the highest rate in the country. A girl on the homecoming court my freshman year had had a baby and gotten married in 8th grade. Probably 5 or 6 (out of a class of 100) girls dropped out due to pregnancy my senior year. The guidance counselors simple told them to give up on classes and stay home, not even to bother with a GED. Many times I got the impression that the only time a girl was valued was when she won in the numerous beauty pageants or when she “scored” a good husband.
The majority of the population is Southern Baptist with Catholics coming in second. In my area, anyone outside those denominations is targeted for conversion. I don’t mean all of them are that bad, but there are small groups of people who seem to have made it their mission to convert every heathen on the planet and nobody seems to have any problem with them at all. If they don’t accept, they are properly shunned. Even if you are a Christian, but don’t carry a Bible and indulge in making your faith very very public, you’re subject to shunning. If I sound a little harsh, please excuse me. My high school was the site of a revival in 2000 and the stuff I saw happen because of it still makes me angry.
I had one teacher who showed us videos on different religions - all while heckling MST3k-style and encouraging students to join in. Another history teacher held a mock election and allowed a guy to run for the “no fags” party. His sole platform was “getting the fags annihilated.” The TEACHER stood up and clapped in front of the class, but only 3 or 4 of us objected to it… and we were all non-natives. Complaining about it was no use, as both teachers were related to practically everyone in the county and nobody seemed to even have a problem with what they did.
Everyone here seems to belong to one of about 5 families. A girl I went to school with would check her Grandma’s Bible before she went on a date to make sure the boy wasn’t related to her too closely.
I think a lot of people here are just scared of the unfamiliar. When I go to school in Hattiesburg, people are pretty “normal” to me. Where my parents live, the town was basically isolated until the past decade when more outsiders started to move in. Especially in the education system, local people tend to think “This is the way it’s always been, why change?” Now that people who think differently are coming in and asking questions, the fireworks have started.
Things appear to be changing down here. Just slowly. With increased internet access and so many new people moving in, the people who are stuck in the past are being dragged into the new century whether they want to be or not. The stories I’ve told aren’t anything extraordinary here - they are the ordinary. Sometimes I find that sad, but I take comfort in knowing that things have gotten better in just the last few years I’ve been here. I hope the trend continues.