The Borderlands of Newfatland is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by THE Cybernetic Ghost of The Emperor with an even hand, and renowned for its smutty television, unlimited-speed roads, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 12.375 billion Newfatlandians 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 large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of RoboFrance 29. The average income tax rate is 91.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Newfatlandian economy, worth a remarkable 2,243 trillion Jive Turkeys a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Furniture Restoration. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 181,317 Jive Turkeys, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

The Foreign Ministry thinks an eye for an eye is a blindingly good idea, there are six more weeks of winter if a northerner sees his shadow, only clowns with PhDs from clown college can advise THE Cybernetic Ghost of The Emperor on Newfatland's coulrophobia epidemic, and police protocol is to arrest anyone who looks a bit foreign. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Newfatland's national animal is the Anthropomorphic Horse-Slave, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is The Cult of The Emperor.

Newfatland is ranked 4,830^th in the world and 134^th in The North Pacific for Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector, scoring 23,405.35 on the Charon Conveyancy Index.