YOLO, Mr. Meacham. YOLO
Oh, dear! sometimes I just want to throw my hands in the air and quote The Beatles:
All the lonely people
where do they all belong?
From a mother’s perspective, the one pictured above belongs in therapy.
Young Trestin Meacham has tried many, many ways, in his relatively short life, to get attention. The internet is dotted with the potholes of his abandoned bloggery; in 2012 he ran for the Utah State Senate on the Constitution Party ticket and $100.00 in campaign donations; and, when that failed, he created the Constitutional Heroarchy of Kherutistan, online, complete with flag, history, it’s own currency—Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, to be exact.
But only this week, did Trestin Meacham achieve his dream of “going viral” by declaring a hunger strike until Utah gays stop getting married.
According to Meacham he has eaten nothing since December 21, a day after Judge Shelby of the US District Court for the Utah district struck down Amendment 3 of Utah’s State Constitution, which defined marriage as a union solely between a man and a woman.
He has lost 25 pounds so far and provided numerous selfies to document that fact along with a Ghandi-esque manifesto on Facebook.
I cannot stand by and do nothing while this evil takes root in my home. Some things in life are worth sacrificing one’s heath and even life if necessary. I am but a man, and do not have the money and power to make any noticeable influence in our corrupt system. Never the less, I can do something that people in power cannot ignore.
A very noble-sounding way of saying that one is willing to lay down one’s life in order to prevent one’s fellow citizens from enjoying equal rights . . . not the typical motivation for a hunger strike, but who am I to judge.
I decided to look into the effects of starvation over time, for a relatively healthy 35 year-old man, and discovered that after the first 72 hours Trestin was in trouble, physiologically, because that is when the body starts to consume itself to stay alive.
You have now entered into the regrettable phase called autophagy where your muscle mass starts to waste away. You are literally cannibalizing yourself.
According to the same website, Trestin has somewhere between 7 to 40-some days left to live:
People can die of starvation in as short as a three-week span, or as long as 70 days. During the Irish Hunger Strikes of 1981, for example, ten men survived without food (drinking only water) for periods ranging from 46 to 73 days.
I suspect that Trestin might last longer than most because, for someone who has been living on water and a multivitamin for two weeks, Trestin has a remarkable amount of energy. For the last couple of days he’s been running to and fro from interviews, newscasts, radio shows, etc to publicize his cause.
Since I’m sitting here, fat and happy, I guess I’ll do my part to further Trestin’s quest by sharing some of his thoughts on gay marriage and government.
Let me start by saying that Mr Meacham has nothing against gays, per se, he even has friends who “practice the gay lifestyle,” whatever that means.
Although Trestin’s life appears to be a data-deficient black hole, from a Google perspective, we can glean a few pertinent facts from his internet-lurking activities that shed a little light on where he is coming from.
Trestin did a stint in the Navy and is a devout Mormon. He went through a phase of blog-post-aggregating which tended toward collections of some of the cruder birther, anti-Obama and anti-gay material available on the internet. He appears to have few family ties, no wife or children and describes himself as a self-employed small business owner.
For a while he was a Utah TEA Party member but he identifies with the far-right Constitution Party which describes itself thus:
The goal of the Constitution Party is to restore American jurisprudence to its Biblical foundations and to limit the federal government to its Constitutional boundaries,” says the national party platform. The party is against any immigration law that offers amnesty to anyone currently in the country illegally and further wants a moratorium on any further immigration. It is against abortion, even in cases of rape and incest. They push an “English Only” agenda and oppose all pornography.
The party is against same-sex marriage and believes the states should be able to criminalize sexual behaviors.
I guess those “friends that practice the gay lifestyle” wouldn’t really fit into Meacham’s Constitutional Party-ruled country.
At one point, Meacham described himself as an anti-Marxist Secessionist. And he is quite the fan of nullification, the American bigot’s highly ineffective magic wand for striking down federal laws that don’t conform to one’s imaginary US Constitution.
In an interview posted on the Cultural Hall website, Meacham said it is “completely pointless” for state officials to go through the courts because they are “packed full of activist judges that don’t listen to the constitution.” He has urged state officials and county clerks to defy the order.
I sincerely hope that there’s a Mother Meacham out there who will give her boy a shake and make sure he doesn’t kill himself to get even more attention.
But just in case there isn’t, listen please, Trestin, to this mother’s words . . . I have been in a committed relationship with my wonderful partner for almost as many years as you’ve been alive. We worked hard every day at demanding careers and we contributed to our community. We raised a marvelous son who earned college degrees with high honors, has a terrific job, married a beautiful woman, and has an amazing daughter of his own. Starving yourself is not going to change that even a little.
And I have the support of a large community of people, just like myself, gay couples who didn’t wait for a government, or religions or political parties to give us a stamp of approval before we lived the lives we knew we were meant to live. And we did it without all of the benefits, breaks and support that all of the straight couples that we knew had.
We have fought long and hard and tirelessly to be free and to be equal through one of the darkest periods of gay life—the Age of AIDS. We took care of our own, we comforted our own and we buried many of our own when most of the world was against us. All of that takes strength and courage, honesty and integrity . . .
So please, don’t be miffed if we’re not impressed with the jumped up snits that people like you and Duck Daddy and hundreds of others are having over the realization that we actually are “good as you.”
Go out and find something to live for rather than die for—trust me, you’ll be a whole lot happier.