The Federative Republic of Grande pudimland is a huge, genial nation, notable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, prohibition of alcohol, and soft-spoken computers. The compassionate population of 756 million pudimlandians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of São Pudimlland. The average income tax rate is 38.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient pudimlandian economy, worth 99.0 trillion Cas a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, broadly diversified black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Uranium Mining. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 130,893 Cas, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Pudimlandian novella fans become unusually flustered when thinking about Leader, citizens are allowed to rise or fall based on their own merits, the people's love for Leader is little more than self-preservation, and space research funding has hit a recent high while several military bases are being closed down. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Grande pudimland's national animal is the red leopard, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Grande pudimland is ranked 232,219^th in the world and 36^th in League of Diplomatic Nations for Most Avoided, scoring 1.66 on the Kardashian Reflex Score.