Life after the TV was like life before the TV except with more spare time and the satisfaction of having thrown a verminous reminder of the twentieth century out the window. Virtually everything in the twentieth century was shit: war, America, TV, propaganda, neoliberalism, gulags, 1980s, increasing wealth for the minority, air travel, global warming, bombs, hatred, crystal meths. The 21st century promised to hold exactly the same proportion of all of these except for one vital ingredient – the humble cathode ray tube. The people of the Big Pink speculated as to what this could mean for them all.