The United States of Frongoober is a massive, safe nation, ruled by Er with an iron fist, and renowned for its parental licensing program, ban on automobiles, and frequent executions. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.341 billion Frongooberians 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 Education, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Goob. The average income tax rate is 51.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Frongooberian economy, worth 139 trillion Frongs 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 slick, highly efficient black market in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. 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 59,521 Frongs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

Musicians are often arrested for saying "oh my God", young children are learning advanced physics to scientifically disprove the existence of Santa Claus, families waiting for delayed pipe installations hope daily for rain, and Frongooberians believe a soft answer turneth away wrath but punitive punishment is much more fun. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Frongoober's national animal is the gus, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is gusgoo.

Frongoober is ranked 78,318^th in the world and 6^th in saphman group hug for Safest, scoring 92.18 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.