The Nomadic Horde of Dangerous Raiders is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by The Masked Man with a fair hand, and remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, rampant corporate plagiarism, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 17.397 billion dangerous raiders 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, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Court of Thigh High. Income tax is unheard of.

The thriving of the dangerous raiders economy, worth a remarkable 2,762 trillion doubloons a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Average income is an impressive 158,794 doubloons, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 994,698 per year while the poor average 10,744, a ratio of 92.6 to 1.

Minor code style errors dull the house edge, mathematics majors learn about new ways to model their crushing debt, children and steel are ubiquitous features of the nethermost depths of Dangerous Raiders, and the Small Council has more than a little influence. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Dangerous Raiders's national animal is the penguin, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Thiccism.

Dangerous Raiders is ranked 2,463^rd in the world and 1^st in Pirate Paradise for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 13,073.01 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.