The Doohanity of Scottrick is a gargantuan, genial nation, remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, conspicuous electricity pylons, and state-planned economy. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 49.385 billion Scottrickians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The large, liberal government is primarily concerned with Education, with Welfare, Administration, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while Defense and Law & Order receive no funds. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Scottrickian economy, worth an astonishing 18,986 trillion robonians a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Cheese Exports, and Tourism. Average income is an amazing 384,453 robonians, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Graffiti is done with immaculate multi-layer shading, military strategists are questioning the wisdom of subsidizing the economies of sworn enemies, saying "don't do anything that Leader wouldn't do" doesn't exclude a great deal, and elections have become procedural nightmares due to voters persistently rejecting candidates. Crime is totally unknown. Scottrick's national animal is the squirrel, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Scottrick is ranked 56^th in the world and 4^th in Lazarus for Smartest Citizens, with 531.04 quips per hour.