The United Federation of Plisskenstan is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Albert Gallatin with an even hand, and remarkable for its strictly enforced bedtime, unlimited-speed roads, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cheerful population of 31.955 billion Plisskenstanians enjoy extensive civil freedoms, particularly in social issues, while business tends to be more regulated.

The minute government, or what there is of one, is effectively ruled by the Department of Education, although Social Policy and Healthcare are also considered important, while Spirituality and Welfare receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Thingamageek. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Plisskenstanian economy, worth a remarkable 6,171 trillion Sponks a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Tourism. Average income is an impressive 193,130 Sponks, with the richest citizens earning 6.5 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's only university is the School of Hard Knocks, graffiti artists spend lengthy periods of time in jail, it is illegal to brush crumbs off your clothing outdoors, and immigrants who don't like the taste of Plisskenstanian Turnip Chips are immediately deported. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Plisskenstan's national animal is the Chupacabra, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Plisskenstan is ranked 1,082^nd in the world and 3^rd in Capitalist Paradise for Least Corrupt Governments, with 97.32 percentage of bribes refused.