The Idiocracy of Lamebrainia is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Heidi Crowter with an even hand, and renowned for its enslaved workforce, fear of technology, and unlimited-speed roads. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 17.839 billion Lamebrainians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

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

The frighteningly efficient Lamebrainian economy, worth a remarkable 8,954 trillion convolutions a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Retail, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. Average income is a breathtaking 501,948 convolutions, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 3,988,162 per year while the poor average 15,150, a ratio of 263 to 1.

One can walk from one side of Incubatorium to the other without setting foot on Lamebrainian soil, Ollie the Oiled Seal welcomes throngs of tourists to the newly opened Oil Oasis Water Park, Incubatorium's main city thoroughfare has been blocked by a row of leyland cypresses that mysteriously appeared overnight, and a typical fast food menu item could serve a small army. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Lamebrainia's national animal is the village idiot, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Folly.

Lamebrainia is ranked 209,646^th in the world and 16^th in Glass Gallows for Safest, scoring 0.87 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.