The Jingoistic States of Marty Friedman is a colossal, safe nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, state-planned economy, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, democratic, devout population of 3.564 billion Marty Friedmanians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The medium-sized, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Spirituality, and Education. The average income tax rate is 31.3%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient Marty Friedmanian economy, worth 137 trillion rusts 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, broadly diversified black market in Information Technology, Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Cheese 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 38,669 rusts, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A shipwreck is everyone's fault but the captain's, a major religion has been named as Marty Friedman's national religion, the Federal Council of Marty Friedman has been announced as the new Head of State, and Mr Happy's Funland has just been named Marty Friedman's new capital. Crime is well under control. Marty Friedman's national animal is the menza, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Marty Friedman is ranked 203,801^st in the world and 1^st in Megadeth for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring 277.11 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.