The Empire of The Pilgrimmers is a very large, safe nation, renowned for its frequent executions, compulsory military service, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 242 million Pilgrimmersians 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Spirituality, Law & Order, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 74.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but sluggish Pilgrimmersian economy, worth 7.33 trillion Marks 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 dominated by the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 30,283 Marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Government popup ads are springing up like weeds, it's rare to find an unchewed pencil, clergy do their best to cover up their old tattoos, and producers insist that movie stars wear crash helmets in every scene. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Pilgrimmers's national animal is the Cobra, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

The Pilgrimmers is ranked 31,923^rd in the world and 145^th in Concord for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring 5,552.22 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.