The Free Land of Half Drinks is a mammoth, efficient nation, ruled by mezzodrinker with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, daily referendums, and hatred of cheese. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 9.771 billion Half Drinkers are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Half Drink City. The average income tax rate is 92.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Half Drunk economy, worth a remarkable 1,315 trillion deposit bottles a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing and Basket Weaving. Average income is an impressive 134,612 deposit bottles, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Entomologists flock to Half Drink City for its remarkable gadfly population, park rangers struggle to deal with a rash of stolen pic-a-nic baskets, sweat stains are proof of political acumen, and graffiti is done with immaculate multi-layer shading. Crime is totally unknown. Half Drinks's national animal is the catperson, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Half Drinks is ranked 327,847^th in the world and 4^th in Fediverse for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 18.68 on the Bus Surprisal Index.