The Federal Alliance of Morganham is a behemoth, efficient nation, ruled by a mysterious figure with an iron fist, and renowned for its anti-smoking policies, pith helmet sales, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 50.085 billion Morganites are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, although Law & Order, Healthcare, and Industry are also considered important, while Welfare and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Morganham City. The average income tax rate is 93.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Morganese economy, worth an astonishing 16,166 trillion eggs a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Information Technology, Uranium Mining, Soda Sales, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 322,771 eggs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Citizens are deployed to barren deserts to protect small territorial claims, history lessons resemble a who's-who and how's-how of crime, foreign nationals who stumble near Morganham are harbingers of war, and the government airlifts sacrificial lambs. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Morganham's national animal is the chicken, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is never mentioned in polite company.

Morganham is ranked 329,706^th in the world and 3,192^nd in the Pacific for Nicest Citizens, with 0.16 average smiles per day.