The Old Crotchty Guy of Olde Delaware is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by The Governor with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, daily referendums, and unlimited-speed roads. The compassionate, humorless population of 30.618 billion Olde Delawareans are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Olde Delaware City. The average income tax rate is 98.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Olde Delawarean economy, worth a remarkable 6,812 trillion Deltas a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 222,487 Deltas, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Internet ads promising "hot singles in your area" are even less accurate than they used to be, truncheon-mounted cameras record the beating of criminals in dynamic HD detail, businesses are forced to bring all work back within the nation's borders, and toilet paper is considered a non-essential item in the embargo against Brasilistan. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Olde Delaware's national animal is the Owl, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Olde Delaware is ranked 12,131^st in the world and 7^th in Albion for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 10,482.24 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.