The Matriarch's District of Driftwood Beach is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by proctor with an iron fist, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, enforced nudity, and restrictive gun laws. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 41.663 billion Driftwoodians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of District City. The average income tax rate is 31.3%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Driftwood Beachian economy, worth a remarkable 2,831 trillion aurums a year, is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Book Publishing, and Pizza Delivery. Black market activity is notable. Average income is 67,961 aurums, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

People who make the leader's blood boil get boiled, Proctor is too busy listening to praise to get any work done, mollycoddled youths run the country, and midnight pizza breaks are common among the work-from-home population. Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent. Driftwood Beach's national animal is the bovina, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Driftwood Beach is ranked 275,294^th in the world and 8^th in Frontierland for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 34.88 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.