The State of Hackaway is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by the Governor with a fair hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, complete lack of prisons, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 43.996 billion Hackawayians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, is effectively ruled by the Department of Industry, although Education is also considered important, while Defense and Law & Order are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Capital Heights. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.0%.

The thriving Hackawayian economy, worth a remarkable 2,220 trillion betales a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Retail, and Information Technology. Average income is 50,476 betales, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 343,179 per year while the poor average 2,712, a ratio of 126 to 1.

The Governor is the self-declared God of all Hackaway, Hackaway has designated Capital Heights as its capital city, The Governor has just been declared ruler of Hackaway in an international press conference, and billions are being spent on a new island airport. Crime, especially youth-related, is a major problem, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Hackaway's national animal is the deer, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Hackaway is ranked 244,035^th in the world and 1^st in Hackaway for Most Cultured, scoring 63 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.