The Empire of the Golden Throne of The Macabees is a behemoth, socially progressive nation, renowned for its smutty television, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 50.815 billion Macabeans live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

There is no government in the normal sense of the word; however, a small group of community-minded, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken individuals juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Education. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Macabean economy, worth an astonishing 19,260 trillion Ríokmarks a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Information Technology, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 379,038 Ríokmarks, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,156,125 per year while the poor average 96,383, a ratio of 12.0 to 1.

Fishermen take out second mortgages to afford the yearly fishing permit, residents are readily ratting out rats in restaurants, deceased politicians spam the public with thousands of AI-generated voicemails, and the Smalltopian embassy doubles as an electoral campaign headquarters. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. The Macabees's national animal is the Imperial Eagle, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

The Macabees is ranked 13,138^th in the world and 4^th in Greater Dienstad for Nudest, with 340 cheeks per square mile.