No Sleep ‘Til Fusion – by our friend Quinn!
With every thing Mark Suppes fixes, another thing breaks. We’re in his workshop, and he’s hunched over, tightening the bolts on a squat tubular machine. This is the fusion reactor Suppes built, and it’s not working. Suppes never slows down, moving from one problem to the next with an irrepressible smile. The workshop is a few hundred square feet sub-let from a roboticist friend in a warehouse one floor above a hassidic clothing factory near Bed-Stuy in Brooklyn. “I’m starting from nothing, I mean nothing,” says Suppes, “There’s no reason I should be doing this. It’s ridiculous on all levels.” What he’s doing is building a Bussard Polywell fusion reactor.