The Republic of Chipotleland is a mid-sized, socially progressive nation, remarkable for its irreverence towards religion and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 99 million Chipotlelandians enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The minute, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Healthcare, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 6.5%.

The strong Chipotlelandian economy, worth 5.74 trillion dollars a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Soda Sales industry, with major contributions from Basket Weaving, Pizza Delivery, and Trout Farming. Average income is 57,978 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 7.3 times as much as the poorest.

The new national campaign exhorts men to "Show Some Class - Don't Sit On Your Ass", teenagers can't decide if they're more embarrassed by their parents or the country's leader, human sacrifice to the metaphorical altar of Mammon ensures national prosperity, and the nation's "surprisingly chill" military is renowned for its horrendous war crimes. Crime is a problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Chipotleland's national animal is the dolphin, which can occasionally be seen avoiding garbage in the nation's murky oceans.

Chipotleland is ranked 252,496^th in the world and 217^th in Benigtopia for Most Cultured, scoring 63 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.