The United Kingdom of Gobshite is a colossal, safe nation, ruled by malevelon with a fair hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, compulsory military service, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, democratic, humorless population of 3.54 billion Gobshiteans 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 large government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Not a missile silo. The average income tax rate is 93.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Gobshitean economy, worth 635 trillion Gobblers a year, is dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 179,533 Gobblers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

The optimally efficient parking strategy for business commuters is referred to as the "traveling salesman problem", elderly tribespeople die in bed surrounded by loved ones and linguists, cremation is compulsory for the deceased, and a certain animated paperclip is enjoying his sunset years at the government's expense. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Gobshite's national animal is the Cottingshite, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is NO.

Gobshite is ranked 3,911^th in the world and 1^st in Territhsolien for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 626.93 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.