The Mountain Song of Dwarf is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Fáfnir Longbeard with a fair hand, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, free-roaming dinosaurs, and smutty television. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 5.517 billion Dwarves are effectively ruled by a group of massive corporations, who run for political office and provide their well-off citizens with world-class goods and services. Their poorer citizens, however, are mostly starving to death while being urged to go out and get real jobs. The populace has reasonably extensive civil rights, although these are mostly aimed at allowing them to buy whatever they like.

The medium-sized, corrupt, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Dwarf Fortress. The average income tax rate is 94.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Dwarfen economy, worth a remarkable 1,681 trillion ores a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 304,702 ores, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,730,089 per year while the poor average 4,379, a ratio of 623 to 1.

Robotic spouses prove to be just as imperfect as flesh and blood ones, atheistic refugees haven't got a prayer of being granted asylum, baiting is a national sport, and recognizing the Dwarfen flag qualifies you for citizenship. Crime is totally unknown. Dwarf's national animal is the Musk Ox, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Cult of the Mountain Lord.

Dwarf is ranked 2,705^th in the world and 5^th in Middle Earth for Most Inclusive, scoring 295.05 on the Mandela-Wollstonecraft Non-Discrimination Index.