The Glorious Errorian City-State of Erroropolisish Paradystopia is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Error Message with an iron fist, and remarkable for its smutty television, vat-grown people, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 1.118 billion Erroropolis-based Paradystopi, 1.064 billion of whom are zombies, 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 juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 21.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Erroropolisish Paradystopi economy, worth 319 trillion Paradystopi Chunks a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 133,721 Paradystopi Chunks, with the richest citizens earning 6.3 times as much as the poorest.

AI citizens think only in binary, toy versions of heroin paraphernalia let kids pretend to be their favourite TV characters, urban planners beg for just one more lane before bedtime, and the government has legalised small-scale capitalism. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Erroropolisish Paradystopia's national animal is the Rockhopper Penguin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Erroropolisish Paradystopia is ranked 217,397^th in the world and 47^th in Esportiva for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring zero on the Clooney Contribution Index.