The People's Republic of Criddle is a colossal, socially progressive nation, ruled by Miz Butterworth with a fair hand, and remarkable for its irreverence towards religion and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-working, democratic population of 2.681 billion Criddleans live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Education, although Healthcare, Defense, and International Aid are also considered important, while Spirituality and Social Policy aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Megacakes. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.6%.

The very strong Criddlean economy, worth 149 trillion creuros a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Pizza Delivery, Basket Weaving, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 55,792 creuros, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 236,734 per year while the poor average 8,481, a ratio of 27.9 to 1.

The nation's taxpayers pay for foreign governments' extravagances, astronomers are flocking to Criddle to take advantage of its clear night skies, it is quite common for bar patrons to discuss Wittgenstein over cordials and games of backgammon, and the nation is a sap about cutting down trees. Crime is a serious problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Criddle's national animal is the albatross, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Criddle is ranked 301,330^th in the world and 13^th in Fifth Wall for Largest Information Technology Sector, scoring -9.49 on the Fann-Boi Productivity Index.