The Quiet solitude of The Mountains is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its lack of airports, ban on automobiles, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 20.143 billion Mountains 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, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Welfare, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 59.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Mountainous economy, worth a remarkable 1,245 trillion rocks a year, is quite specialized and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 61,826 rocks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Adulthood begins with the creation of an email account, the people's love for Leader is little more than self-preservation, shady doctors seem to have impeccable records, and businesses are scrambling to adapt to the government's mandate that 'time and measurement no longer exist'. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Mountains's national animal is the mountain goat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

The Mountains is ranked 232,426^th in the world and 1^st in The Mountains for Rudest Citizens, with 31.82 insults per minute.