The Rogue Nation of Traal is a very large, socially progressive nation, renowned for its irreverence towards religion, complete lack of public education, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 189 million Traalians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.4%.

The strong Traalian economy, worth 10.4 trillion Triganic Pus a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 54,795 Triganic Pus, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 246,356 per year while the poor average 7,524, a ratio of 32.7 to 1.

Birth rates have hit an all-time low, the nation is wading into dangerous waters, meat prices are soaring as the farming industry struggle under government-imposed restrictions, and psychiatrists bizarrely accompany Leader to meetings with foreign heads of state. Crime is a problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Traal's national animal is the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Traal is ranked 190,681^st in the world and 193^rd in Morpheus for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 50 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.