Email. Seriously, here's what it's like. You are in the cobblestone area in front of Notre Dame de Paris, and it's really crowded with tourists and a few Parisians, and you spot a Bulgarian diplomat you've read about (you think) about 50 meters away, and you yell "Hey Sergei! SSSUP!?!" And of course Sergei, if it even is him, doesn't hear you, doesn't respond, etc. Now you can choose to approach closer to Sergei, and if you get by his bodyguard (he only has one, he's Bulgarian), then you can wave an arm, attempt to get his attention and repeat your question. But then, you see, it's a lot less like sending an email. Email is more like yelling across a crowded square in a big city. And by golly you will get ignored a lot. Except maybe not by those folks you are close to who happen to really love to "communicate" by email.
But, crap, what if they're bad writers? Like most writers. Then, when you reply, you mostly just say "Whaaa?" In fact perhaps ""Whaaa??" should be an automatic blanket reply to ALL email. Easy to make that happen, I think.
Hey. Force people to talk to you. Or just hide out and watch TV or practice unpleasant bop tunes. That's what I do.
And I try to help people.
In the fog. In the square. Let the diplomats be.
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