Cihan Tüfekçi

Cihan Tüfekçi still resents the bedtime dashboard that marked a night of staring at it as restorative, a grievance that began when he was twenty-three and routing rail signals through a storm-damaged control room. He won a brief public victory by catching a readiness score revise itself after his fourth check, but paid for it with the night, the next morning, and the suspicion that an unobserved score might have been right.