The Caliphate of Flopparabia is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by Big Floppa with an iron fist, and renowned for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, prohibition of alcohol, and aversion to nipples. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 2.091 billion Flopparabians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sahnria. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 66.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Flopparabian economy, worth 342 trillion Flopparites a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 164,006 Flopparites, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 602,857 per year while the poor average 31,550, a ratio of 19.1 to 1.

Netizens fiercely argue over who loves Big Floppa more, in life full of care there is no time to stop and stare, boys who even ask about cheerleading are placed on the Sex Offenders Register, and political visitors are forced to stop ten paces from Big Floppa's throne. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Flopparabia's national animal is the Caracal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Floppaism.

Flopparabia is ranked 26,175^th in the world and 1^st in Resonara for Lowest Crime Rates, with 85.27 law-abiding acts per hour.