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JG's "Alleged Sex Life" and So Much More.....

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on August 6, 2008 - 9:45am

Dear Josh - Please give me a minute as I dust off the dust and cobbwebs that have developed on this blog. It has been an eternity since I last wrote you. (I think that my last entry was January of 2008) I have been absent so long because since then my life has been filled with much pain, loss and grief. (All non-Josh related)

I have a grandfather and a father-in-law who are in their mid-nineties. 2008 has ushered in a year of profound illness for both of them. On May 5,2008, my father in-law went back home to God. In other words, he died. He was 94. My grandfather is still in and out of the hospital on a regular basis. He was released from the hospital a couple of days ago. I just received word that he has returned to the hospital where he is in stable, but critical condition. He has a serious infection in his liver and pancreas, and the next 48 hours are crucial. In other words, he may not survive the week. He is 96 years old.

Going through this roller coaster of family illness and life and death struggles has taken its own emotional toll on me. You, as a person, can do nothing about this and I do not in the least expect you to. But when the struggle between life and death stares you square in the face, somehow following the antics of any particular celebrity, including yourself, seems profondly meaningless. That is why I chose not to write until today.

Even though I have not been on this blog for at least eight months, I have been following your career as best as I can via your My Space account updates. They have kept me abreast of your activities while I am grieving. I also have established for myself, a Google Alert, that updates me daily via on any websites or blogs where your name is mentioned. It is a Google Alert that prompted me to write today.

Yesterday, while online, I opened a Google link that led me to JG.com which then led me to a link where an interview was posted online. The Grobie wanted to know if this article about you was true? Was this really you?

Well, since NONE OF THE GROBANITES really know you. I can not say if it is true or not. But it was one of the most disgusting articles that I ever read about you. It was even more disgusting than your support of the song "Personal Jesus" by Depeche Mode. It talked about your "allleged" sex life: how you liked to have sex with multiple women at the same time in any position that is comfortable for you. I think that you refered to these women as "Booty Calls" and I think that 2 is the number of booty calls that you prefer. The interview also talked about how you picked your nose, smoked pot and called people f****_tards when they cut in front of you on the road. Gee, Josh, this is exactly what a devoted Grobanite like myself wants to read...and if you believe that statement, I have a bridge off of the River Quai to sell you.

In your defense, another Grobanite on JG.com posted a statement from you saying that your statements during this interview were meant to be taken sarcastically, not literally. Since you do have an irreverent sense of humor, I could see that as plausible explanation for your off-colored comments, but that does not make it any less disgusting. It just makes it wearisome and disgusting at the same time.

All that I have to say about this interview is GROW UP! PLEASE,JOSHUA WINSLOW GROBAN, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND OTHERS, PLEASE GROW UP!

What a lonely life you must lead Josh - lonelier than my own. Even though you have been given the blessings of a loving family. friends, and money at your disposal to do good in the world, you are still and adolescent boy longing for genuine intimacy. And you think that you can acheive by being sexually perverse. Oh it may attract some people to you for a time, but it will never give you the intimacy you desire. You have to grow up emotionally and spiritually to achieve that.

Josh, as someone who is involved in a committed sexual relationship, I can tell you that sexual intimacy is not a spectator sport. Sex is not good, like Campbell's Soup. It is not great, like Kellogg's Frosted Flakes. Sexual intimacy is a HOLY and SACRED ACT! It requires a sacred commitment between the two parties because many times, this act produces a third distinct human being that the couple needs to love and nurture for their entire life. Why Josh,do you want to sell yourself short of this beautiful intimacy that is waiting for you if you would just learn to wait for it? I just don't understand that.

I tried to find more responses to this article on the forums at FOJG.com, but couldn't find any. I did find a f****tard reference on many Grobies blogs and I even found a new slogan "Be a Fan, Respect the Man." Well, let me tell you, I am going to continue to be your fan, but I can not respect a man who debases and pornifies himself and his God-given sexuality like you did for a few brief moments of celebrity recognition. Disgust replaces respect here. When you can give interviews on more serious topics, like your music, you will earn again my respect. Right now, however, you do not have it.

I know that my words right now sound harsh and angry, but what I am really feeling right now is PROFOUND SADNESS. There is a real battle going on in your soul. A battle between good and evil. And evil is triumphing. And even though I pray for you regularly, my prayers have no effect on the choices you make. And that saddens me.

I am going to leave you with the words of a song by ABBA called "The Winner Takes It All." It speaks of the battles that exist in our lives, and it speaks to me the sadness in my heart of concerning your current and irreparable choices. I hope that you like it.

Sincerely,

Ampatamia, the Least of All the Grobanites.

"I don't want to talk about the things that we have gone through. Though it is hurting me, now its history. I have played all my cards, and that is what you have done too. Nothing more to say. No more ace to play.

The winner takes it all. The loser is standing small. Beside the victory, that's her destiny.

I was in your arms; thinking I'd belong there. I figured it made sense; building me a fence. Building me a home; thinking that I would strong there. But I was the fool; playing by the rules.

The gods may throw the dice. Their minds as cold as ice. And someone way down here, loses someone dear. (that's you Josh!)

The winner takes it all. The loser has to fall. It's simple and it's plain. Why should I complain?

But tell me does she kiss, like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same, when she calls your name? Somewhere deep inside, you must know I miss you. But what can I say, rules must be obeyed.

The judges will decide. The likes of me abide. Spectators of the show always staying low. The game is on again - a lover or a friend. A big thing or a small - the winner takes it all.

I don't want to talk, if it makes you feel sad. And I understand, you have come to shake my hand. I apologize if is makes you feel bad - seeing me so tense; no self-confidence.

But you see -THE WINNER TAKES IT ALL!!!!

THE WINNER TAKES IT ALL!!!

Suddenly, the winner takes it all, and the loser has to fall.

Throw the dice - cold as ice.
Way down here - someone dear. (that's you Josh!)

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