The Void of Precisely Nothing is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Nobody with a fair hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, smutty television, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 26.435 billion Naughts live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The medium-sized, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Nowhere. The average income tax rate is 99.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Precisely Nothingian economy, worth a remarkable 7,639 trillion Bosons a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 288,984 Bosons, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.5 times as much as the poorest.

Lawyers turn down litigation cases and corporate work in order to focus on lucrative public defence work, teenagers claim that morning paper rounds are performance art, the entire entry for Precisely Nothing in the Hitchhiker's Guide to the World reads 'mostly harmless', and toy versions of heroin paraphernalia let kids pretend to be their favourite TV characters. Crime is totally unknown. Precisely Nothing's national animal is the Tardigrade, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Precisely Nothing is ranked 2,690^th in the world and 86^th in the Rejected Realms for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 732.93 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.