In the international world of diplomacy, the players have many faces. One is for the outer world and it’s rather mundane. It isn’t a real face; it’s only an appearance created for public display. It’s the only one we normally see. Only our innocence do we imagine that it’s real.
Secondly, there’s the nuanced face presented at the negotiating table. It’s another false face but one where the players know what each other is saying although neither ever says it. They know what each is thinking; we on the outside can only surmise.
And then there is the face presented to the inner world, exposed only to a peer or superior to see. This is the real face and in the diplomatic world it’s kept more secret than a mistress. Or it was…until Wikileaks. Naïveté has fallen to a loss of innocence.