The Desolate Wasteland of Kubra is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Leader with an iron fist, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, public floggings, and frequent executions. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 25.204 billion Kubrans 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 minute, corrupt government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Defense, although Public Transport, Administration, and Industry are also considered important, while Spirituality and Environment receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of ijustwanttousetheforum. The average income tax rate is 5.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Kubran economy, worth a remarkable 1,470 trillion neetbuxes 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 large, well-organized, highly specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. 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 58,359 neetbuxes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Skyscrapers get built in just days, small towns have started burning historical buildings in hopes of attracting tourists, prank shows are so hot right now, and the best spies are positively radiant after completing a big mission. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Kubra's national animal is the thing, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is whydidthishappen.

Kubra is ranked 2,835^th in the world and 162^nd in Osiris for Fattest Citizens, with 35.77 Obesity Rate.