The Empire of Letter for My Bed is a colossal, efficient nation, notable for its frequent executions, free-roaming dinosaurs, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 3.892 billion Letter for My Bedians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 60.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving Letter for My Bedian economy, worth 320 trillion Duckcoins a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 82,304 Duckcoins, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Young adults still believe that Ducks deliver newborns to expecting parents, prison reforms have replaced communal luaus with communal loos, the only soporific permitted during sermons is the preacher's voice, and in court almost every witness is a hostile witness. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Letter for My Bed's national animal is the Duck, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Letter for My Bed is ranked 287,433^rd in the world and 7^th in The Communist Pigs for Most Cultured, scoring 54 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.