The Mystical Isles of Dutchyland is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Dutchy with a fair hand, and renowned for its smutty television, punitive income tax rates, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 22.421 billion Dutchylandians 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 enormous, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Dutchopolis. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Dutchylandian economy, worth a remarkable 7,492 trillion Dutchers 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 led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Tourism and Information Technology. Average income is an amazing 334,160 Dutchers, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The voyages of obsolete star-trekking satellites on deliberate escape orbits are only just beginning, the police crack down on tax evaders without mercy, the experimental sculpture "Overtures In Dried Dutchay Dung" has been declared a national treasure, and the treehouse in Dutchay Park is the tallest building in Dutchyland. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dutchyland's national animal is the Dutchay, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Dutchyland is ranked 229^th in the world and 11^th in The North Pacific for Smartest Citizens, with 354.71 quips per hour.