The Republic of Fruitland of Blackcurrant is a massive, genial nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, smutty television, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, cynical, humorless, devout population of 3.43 billion Fruitland of Blackcurrantians 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 Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 66.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Fruitland of Blackcurrantian economy, worth 587 trillion berries a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 171,352 berries, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Lifeguards are more concerned with watching for sharks than struggling swimmers, brains have been removed from lists of best brain foods, increasing numbers of children in Fruitland of Blackcurrant have different eye and hair color to their supposed fathers, and the military is researching proton packs and PK-meters to combat "unseen enemy forces". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Fruitland of Blackcurrant's national animal is the bee, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Fruitland of Blackcurrant is ranked 32,697^th in the world and 80^th in Gardenia Botanicum for Highest Food Quality, scoring 57 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.