The Federation of BotSlayerCorps is a very large, orderly nation, notable for its prohibition of alcohol, keen interest in outer space, and public floggings. The cynical population of 263 million Klankspeople 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, moralistic, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 49.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Anti Clanker economy, worth 7.42 trillion Klank Bullets a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Trout Farming, Arms Manufacturing, Cheese Exports, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 28,214 Klank Bullets, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

State dairy cow's milk is a shear-thickening fluid that can stop small-caliber bullets, law schools are hurrying to teach the "prank defense" to their students, billions of Klank Bullets are being blown on orbital weapons development, and neon signs promoting safe driving often distract drivers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. BotSlayerCorps's national animal is the Klank Hunter 3000, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

BotSlayerCorps is ranked 133,510^th in the world and 3^rd in Liberty State for Nicest Citizens, with 13 average smiles per day.