The United States of Dottopian is a large, genial nation, remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos. The democratic population of 116 million Dottopianians love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

The large, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Welfare, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 41.7%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Dottopianian economy, worth 3.96 trillion gems a year, is quite specialized and led by the Basket Weaving industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Tourism, and Trout Farming. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 34,097 gems, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Wood-framed catapults are ready to launch diseased corpses into besieged cities, the face of Leader is a permanent feature of the Dottopian City skyline, baby formula has some strange packaging, and Dottopian City has restaurants serving every meat from aardvark to zebra. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dottopian's national animal is the penguin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Dottopian is ranked 63,463^rd in the world and 30^th in Cumberperry for Nicest Citizens, with 16.66 average smiles per day.