PREFACE
somehow wrapped up with the marvels of the science that the show
promised.
As it turns out, I was not alone. Many highly accomplished scientists originally became interested in science through exposure to science fiction. The great astronomer Edwin Hubble was fascinated by
the works of Jules Verne. As a result of reading Verne's work, Hubble
abandoned a promising career in law, and, disobeying his father's
wishes, set off on a career in science. He eventually became the greatest astronomer of the twentieth century. Carl Sagan, noted astronomer
and bestselling author, found his imagination set afire by reading
Edgar Rice Burroughs's John Carter of Mars novels. Like John Carter,
he dreamed of one day exploring the sands of Mars.
I was just a child the day when Albert Einstein died, but I remember people talking about his life, and death, in hushed tones. The next
day I saw in the newspapers a picture of his desk, with the unfinished
manuscript of his greatest, unfinished work. I asked myself, What
could be so important that the greatest scientist of our time could not
finish it? The article claimed that Einstein had an impossible dream, a
problem so difficult that it was not possible for a mortal to finish it. It
took me years to find out what that manuscript was about: a grand,
unifying "theory of everything." His dream-which consumed the last
three decades of his life-helped me to focus my own imagination. I
wanted, in some small way, to be part of the effort to complete Einstein's work, to unify the laws of physics into a single theory.
As I grew older I began to realize that although Flash Gordon was
the hero and always got the girl, it was the scientist who actually made
the TV series work. Without Dr. Zarkov, there would be no rocket ship,
no trips to Mongo, no saving Earth. Heroics aside, without science
there is no science fiction.
I came to realize that these tales were simply impossible in terms
of the science involved, just flights of the imagination. Growing up
meant putting away such fantasy. In real life, I was told, one had to
abandon the impossible and embrace the practical.
However, I concluded that if I was to continue my fascination with
the impossible, the key was through the realm of physics. Without a
somehow wrapped up with the marvels of the science that the show
promised.
As it turns out, I was not alone. Many highly accomplished scientists originally became interested in science through exposure to science fiction. The great astronomer Edwin Hubble was fascinated by
the works of Jules Verne. As a result of reading Verne's work, Hubble
abandoned a promising career in law, and, disobeying his father's
wishes, set off on a career in science. He eventually became the greatest astronomer of the twentieth century. Carl Sagan, noted astronomer
and bestselling author, found his imagination set afire by reading
Edgar Rice Burroughs's John Carter of Mars novels. Like John Carter,
he dreamed of one day exploring the sands of Mars.
I was just a child the day when Albert Einstein died, but I remember people talking about his life, and death, in hushed tones. The next
day I saw in the newspapers a picture of his desk, with the unfinished
manuscript of his greatest, unfinished work. I asked myself, What
could be so important that the greatest scientist of our time could not
finish it? The article claimed that Einstein had an impossible dream, a
problem so difficult that it was not possible for a mortal to finish it. It
took me years to find out what that manuscript was about: a grand,
unifying "theory of everything." His dream-which consumed the last
three decades of his life-helped me to focus my own imagination. I
wanted, in some small way, to be part of the effort to complete Einstein's work, to unify the laws of physics into a single theory.
As I grew older I began to realize that although Flash Gordon was
the hero and always got the girl, it was the scientist who actually made
the TV series work. Without Dr. Zarkov, there would be no rocket ship,
no trips to Mongo, no saving Earth. Heroics aside, without science
there is no science fiction.
I came to realize that these tales were simply impossible in terms
of the science involved, just flights of the imagination. Growing up
meant putting away such fantasy. In real life, I was told, one had to
abandon the impossible and embrace the practical.
However, I concluded that if I was to continue my fascination with
the impossible, the key was through the realm of physics. Without a