The Federal Republic of Fallgriffin is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Maj Gen Greogory Twilight with an iron fist, and renowned for its public floggings, smutty television, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 19.097 billion Fallgriffinians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The tiny, corrupt government is primarily concerned with Defense, with Education, Industry, and Law & Order also on the agenda, while Welfare and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of South NorthWest East Lawndale. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Fallgriffinian economy, worth a remarkable 8,121 trillion chromium kaegyds a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is an amazing 425,290 chromium kaegyds, with the richest citizens earning 9.4 times as much as the poorest.

The legislature keeps promising "more study" of corruption allegations against the parliamentary whip system, faithful allies are always valued, all restaurants close before dinner time, and the new airport at Mr. Giles' farm is panicking his sheep. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Fallgriffin's national animal is the Ferret, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Maj Gen Gregory Twilight warship.

Fallgriffin is ranked 469^th in the world and 11^th in the West Pacific for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 114,979.92 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.