The Chocolatey Nutty Goodness of Ferrero Rocher is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by Giovanni Ferrero with an iron fist, and renowned for its smutty television, parental licensing program, and compulsory military service. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 5.207 billion Ferrero Rocherians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Chocolate City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 53.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Ferrero Rocherian economy, worth 780 trillion Ferrero Rondnoirs a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Furniture Restoration, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 149,937 Ferrero Rondnoirs, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 593,538 per year while the poor average 25,611, a ratio of 23.2 to 1.

Complaining about Christmas music in October is a ho-ho-horrendous crime, the daily weather forecast often predicts light showers of debris, the beauty of coastal towns is marred only slightly by all the closed-down storefronts, and reflection is vital for badly behaved politicians. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Ferrero Rocher's national animal is the Ferrero Raffaello, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Ferrero Rocher is ranked 209,928^th in the world and 34^th in Kowloon for Safest, scoring 36.8 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.