The Morally Questionable People of Flibblers is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by The Oppressive Mighty One with an iron fist, and remarkable for its flagrant waste-dumping, vat-grown people, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 42.661 billion Flibblibians 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, although Education, Administration, and Law & Order are also considered important, while Spirituality and International Aid receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Flibble Central. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Flibbliblian economy, worth an astonishing 48,837 trillion Flaabens a year, is fairly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is a breathtaking 1,144,788 Flaabens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Invasive species are hunted by the gendarmerie, high food prices have reduced the national diet to staple foods and water, the government considers it a sacred duty to video bikini-clad beach swimmers, and tampons are used as cheap fishing bobbers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Flibblers's national animal is the Flibbitybobble, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Flibblers is ranked 7^th in the world and 1^st in Antarctica for Most Developed, scoring 102.84 on the Human Development Index.