The Incorporated World of Ferringinar is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Grand Nagus Rom with an even hand, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, smutty television, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 24.875 billion Ferengi are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Commerce City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Ferengi economy, worth a remarkable 4,979 trillion latinums a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Information Technology, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 200,189 latinums, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,068,566 per year while the poor average 19,698, a ratio of 54.2 to 1.

The native owl population is in permanent hibernation, the nationalistic national anthem inspires citizens to literally spit at foreigners, no one knows how to tie a reef knot, and robosexual marriages are increasingly common. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Ferringinar's national animal is the weasel, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Ferringinar is ranked 54,452^nd in the world and 1^st in United Federation of Planets for Most Extensive Civil Rights, with 65.67 Martin Luther King, Jr. Units.