The Republic of Grikplap is a huge, efficient nation, renowned for its frequent executions, compulsory military service, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, devout population of 458 million Grikplapians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Spirituality. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 18.1%.

The powerhouse Grikplapian economy, worth 41.1 trillion Plaps a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 89,665 Plaps, with the richest citizens earning 8.0 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's laws on image rights are amongst the strictest in the world, coffee cups have grown in size to accommodate the huge ingredients list, odysseying merchant sailors swear that they've heard sirens in the western seas, and five-year-olds chanting "Little Miss Muffet" are accused of bullying arachnophobes. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. Grikplap's national animal is the Grik, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Grikplap is ranked 230,713^th in the world and 10,166^th in Lazarus for Largest Populations, with 458 million capita.