This article sums up some of the reasons I was so indifferent to Gillian Chung's recent "exposure" incident, even though the piece doesn't address it. There isn't much of dividing line separating how the fans view pop star idols and how the idols ultimately view themselves, it would seem (heck, half of these new pop stars were probably idol-worshippers before they became pop stars themselves, so it's a cyclical disease).
Both sides seem to relish perpetuating this little fragile, cutesy fantasy life of puppy love and broken hearts BEYOND what the handlers at companies like EEG have manufactured. It's one thing for the fans to behave like that—they seem to be middle-teens with a lot of growing up to do (as we all did at some point)—but the pop stars are usually in their late-teens to mid-20's and beyond, and when their precious little world gets upset, they seem to lash out with the petulance and crying jags and "look-at-me-I'm-so-sad-but-I-still-love-you" antics one might reasonably expect from their fans in order to maintain those squeaky-clean images, and those sizeable royalty cheques.
But still, I gotta admit I love the music...