The Republic of Pants on the Ground is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Levi with an iron fist, and renowned for its parental licensing program, frequent executions, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 19.465 billion Pants on the Groundians are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Dungaree. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 31.6%.

The very strong Pants on the Groundian economy, worth a remarkable 1,109 trillion Dollars a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Furniture Restoration, Cheese Exports, and Pizza Delivery. Average income is 56,995 Dollars, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 222,115 per year while the poor average 9,987, a ratio of 22.2 to 1.

Tantrum-throwing toddlers are regularly imprisoned on assault charges, conversion therapy coupons are a popular present for coming of age ceremonies, sweet-toothed Pants on the Groundians have been left penniless by the VAT on candy, and the citizenship exam requires years of study to actually pass. Crime, especially youth-related, is well under control, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pants on the Ground's national animal is the Elephant, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is catholicism.

Pants on the Ground is ranked 179,722^nd in the world and 32^nd in Gypsy Lands for Lowest Crime Rates, with 58.44 law-abiding acts per hour.