Catastropheland by Montel Palmer

Welcome denizens of disaster, one and all - please make yourselves uncomfortable.

Mapped-out by a series of second guesses and double takes, Catastropheland is a diminished reality. In Catastropheland, the road signs are all traps, the charts are the wrong way round, and the jokes fall flat.

Meanwhile, nine tracks of virtual shapes are bounced off the dishes of an orbiting Syncom 7 and beamed straight into your personal space. As a citizen of Catastropheland, your residency permit is never up for review, and you’re only a shipwreck away from being washed-up on a melting shoreline.