The Holy Empire of Clippyrus is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Clippy with an iron fist, and renowned for its avant-garde cinema, keen interest in outer space, and zero percent divorce rate. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 24.837 billion Clippyriots are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Spirituality, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 65.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Clippyriot economy, worth a remarkable 2,325 trillion clips a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Basket Weaving, Arms Manufacturing, and Information Technology. Average income is 93,621 clips, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

Friendly fire incidents usually result in severe burns, burning yourself alive is not okay but starving and whipping yourself is fine, families returning from international vacations are unable to get their children back into the country, and passwords to nuclear codes must now contain upper and lower case characters. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Clippyrus's national animal is the paperclip, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Clippyrus is ranked 95,179^th in the world and 9^th in Bus Stop for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring 3,102.76 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.