Disaster Zone

Once you've created a disaster, who would want to be a part of it? Only others who tolerate disaster and think it normal.

The well constituted flee disaster, either building a state within a state using old values and beliefs no longer honored in the disaster zone, or starting their own way elsewhere without plans to return to the land swallowed up by calamity.

Periodically the zone's edges expand and contract like a city lusting for gentrification to solve its structural imbalance. Setting up camp outside the walls avoids suffering the fate of those within.