The Borderlands of Dead Flasks is a mid-sized, pleasant nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, keen interest in outer space, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 91 million Dead Flaskians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and look forward to their next free and open election, to be held on an as-yet unannounced date.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 25.4%.

The strong Flaskian economy, worth 6.26 trillion chicken breasts a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Retail, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is notable. Average income is 68,798 chicken breasts, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 285,285 per year while the poor average 10,876, a ratio of 26.2 to 1.

The "feminist protest" defence is increasingly common for cases of armed robbery, shady doctors seem to have impeccable records, one can walk from one side of Dead Flasks City to the other without setting foot on Flaskian soil, and red rinses are frequently applied to grey hair. Crime, especially youth-related, is moderate. Dead Flasks's national animal is the cheeseburgers, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Dead Flasks is ranked 146,994^th in the world and 94^th in The Dominion of Order for Most Eco-Friendly Governments, scoring 404.22 on the Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index.