The Futurological Congress: From the Memoirs of Ijon Tichy

A scientist is sent to a conference to discuss how people see the future shaping up. There's a riot, he's wounded, he ends up in a world of weirdness. The book is a somewhat rollicking satire that boils over into absurdity and ends like some kid just rang your doorbell and ran away.

Lem has put together a book full of pretend words strung together with the skill of a carpet weaver in the Middle East. The drug addled world that he builds upon an embattled political landscape is layer on layer of misdirection to the point where everyone is totally blind to their own reality.