The Free Land of Fleischmannstadt is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Octavianus with an even hand, and remarkable for its aversion to nipples, smutty television, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, democratic, humorless population of 14.655 billion Fleischmannstadtians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The tiny, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Marklinstadt. The average income tax rate is 12.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Fleischmannstadtian economy, worth a remarkable 2,881 trillion Franks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized, broadly diversified black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 196,611 Franks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.0 times as much as the poorest.

Cars speed down national highways while drivers sleep at the wheel, the government keeps introducing new foreign species to combat the previous ones it has introduced, escaped birthday balloons are torpedoed out of the sky, and politicians tend to jump ship to whichever party is currently leading in the polls. Crime, especially youth-related, is moderate. Fleischmannstadt's national animal is the Lemming, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Waikiki.

Fleischmannstadt is ranked 289,082^nd in the world and 100^th in Vlaanderen for Highest Food Quality, scoring 3.67 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.