The Colony of Mice 11 is a small, safe nation, remarkable for its state-planned economy, restrictive gun laws, and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical population of 29 million Mice 11ians 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 40.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The basket case Mice 11ian economy, worth 292 billion Cheeses 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, quite specialized black market in Trout Farming, Soda Sales, Automobile Manufacturing, and Furniture Restoration. 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 10,063 Cheeses, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mice 11's national animal is the Mice.

Mice 11 is ranked 286,530^th in the world and 16^th in The Higgins Verbeck Hirsch mansion for Highest Poor Incomes, with 9,763.4 Standard Monetary Units.