The Intergalactic Confederation of Comicsland is a colossal, safe nation, ruled by Mickey Mouse Jr with a fair hand, and remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, democratic population of 5.568 billion cartoonists 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, liberal government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Yellowkidland. The average income tax rate is 90.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Comicslandian economy, worth 925 trillion Sketches a year, is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 166,163 Sketches, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Airport announcements inform passengers that flights have been delayed because pilots are having afternoon naps, trails to natural wonders are littered with trash from reality film crews, roadside walls are being built and mother nature is paying for it, and rundown towns are frequently sold to billionaires for their pet projects. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Comicsland's national animal is the Pen, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Outcaltian Cartoonism.

Comicsland is ranked 141,502^nd in the world and 1^st in The Multiversal Union for Largest Furniture Restoration Industry, scoring 1,963.21 on the Spitz-Pollish Productivity Index.