"If a man has his eyes bound you can encourage him as much as you like to stare through the bandage, but he'll never see anything. He'll be able to see only when the bandage is removed."
(Franz Kafka, "The castle")
It is strange how the writer I think of amidst all this hullabaloo is Kafka. Vietnamese facebookers are witnessing a war between 2 known bloggers, a serious and damaging one, and at 1st I wanted to step in, make use of the acquaintanceship and be Tolstoy, to see both sides and other perspectives, to see all the good things and the bad things, rights and wrongs, all aspects from exposed ones to the ones hidden from the world, I wanted to see things as seen by outsiders as well as things as seen by the 2 persons involved, or even more, things as they are. But that's not possible. I'm not omniscient. From my stance I know a bit more than a great number of people, but still it's only a part of the truth, so like other people, I have only a piece and have to put in my own thoughts, emotions, prejudices, biases, allegations, accusations and justifications, like K and the villagers in "The castle". It appears absurd in the book that 1 simple thing may mean very different things to different people and something very obvious to 1 person may totally escape another, making the whole book a confusing mess of which no one can get a whole picture, because there are only fragments. But it's exactly what's happening here, no one gets the whole picture, not even the people involved, nay, especially the people involved, for they keep staring through the bandage of hatred and hostility and pride instead of trying to remove it. They don't even give out bigger fragments for others to recreate the thing. Nobody gets the whole picture.
And there's nothing I can do about it.