The Benevolent Dictatorship of Migs is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by Governor-General Mitheel with an iron fist, and notable for its teetotalling pirates, digital currency, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 3.964 billion Migsians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The relatively small, corrupt, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Migs City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 24.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Migsian economy, worth a remarkable 1,040 trillion Miges a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an amazing 262,492 Miges, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 851,084 per year while the poor average 61,088, a ratio of 13.9 to 1.

Tower block residents are each held responsible for four square inches of front lawn, all streets are privately owned toll roads, court cases mostly involve lawyers shouting questions at witnesses giving silent shrugs, and children are disappointed to learn that cavemen never had a yabba-dabba-doo time riding dinosaurs to work. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Migs's national animal is the Cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Migs is ranked 298,727^th in the world and 1,576^th in the Outback for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 23.43 on the Bus Surprisal Index.