Never had a mail from the person in my life, but this morning this shows up:
Wow, can you imagine the excitement here at IKN Nerve Centre? An unsolicited mail from a real live industry behemoth and superstar! So I answer. Only nine words, here they are:
You think writing at Stockhouse is independent. Funny guy.
And he then replied, which is good because this way it doesn’t take as long to discover the person behind the mask (as it were):
Why thank you for offering me the benefit of your highly esteemed doubt in such a magnanimous way, Danny. After one whole contact mail, too! This desk is doubled-up in shame at the thought of not being able to make amends with someone as great as thee.