This is why, as fans, it's always best to keep "artist" and "person" separate.
I don't want to know what my favorite artists are like off the cuff, since
it has the potential to destroy the illusion. I don't ~want~ to know if Kyo
from Dir en grey is secretly a raging homophobe and thinks Hitler was a cool guy
(okay, there was that time that Die, the guitarist dressed in an SS uniform complete
with swastika arm-band, but hey, I'm sure he was only doing it for the lulz, right?).
I don't ~want~ to know if Marilyn Manson is a complete asshole and tried to deny
Daisy Berkowits credit or payment for guitar work on albums. I don't ~want~ to know
that Eminem flew off the handle and beat on his daughter in a fit of bipolar rage.
I didn't ~want~ to know that the guy from the show Firefly and Chuck was a douchebag
who thinks gay marriage is the same as polygamy or incest. I didn't ~want~ to know that
Tracy Jordan joked to a bunch of Tennesseans that he would stab his son if he found out he
were gay... I didn't ~want~ to know that my favorite atheist rapper, Greydon Square, repeatedly
punched a fellow Rational Response Squad member at a concert over a "money dispute."
I didn't ~want~ to know that a certain popular celebritroll in the community who goes by
[name redacted] endangers minors and people in general with his deliberate non-disclosure
of his health status. I only want to live in the blind idolization of people whom I will never
meet IRL, and would probably hate them if I did, or spent any considerable amount of "personal"
time with... So gosh darn it, just let me have my illusions and my idols untainted by "reality!"
PS: Jokes aside, you just know a hundred other furries out there of varying
genders are sitting at their keyboards thinking "IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!"
It's only a matter of time before the Renard rape fantasy fan-fiction pours
into the intertubes, just like so many shitty J-Rock bandguy-harem-yaoi-fics...