The Republic of Chipotleland is a very large, pleasant nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, irreverence towards religion, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working, democratic population of 232 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 tiny, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Healthcare, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 7.5%.

The strong Chipotlelandian economy, worth 12.9 trillion dollars a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Basket Weaving industry, with major contributions from Pizza Delivery, Soda Sales, and Trout Farming. Average income is 55,526 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 6.9 times as much as the poorest.

Write-in candidate 'Leader Sucks' is perennially popular, serial commas clarify the relationship between one's lackeys, the taxpayers, and kinsfolk, a burger chain recently changed its name to Mack Donaldz for legal reasons, and all statues and paintings of dogs are being destroyed to avoid offending cat-lovers. Crime is moderate, 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 222,639^th in the world and 152^nd in Benigtopia for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 42 on the Kitten Softness Rating.