The Not a Very Holy Place of Pure Crime is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by Nerdy Criminal with an iron fist, and renowned for its flagrant waste-dumping, pith helmet sales, and unlimited-speed roads. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 2.461 billion criminals are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Defense, with Industry also on the agenda, while Law & Order and Welfare receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Flint. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 2.0%.

The frighteningly efficient a criminal economy, worth 372 trillion Golds a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an impressive 151,291 Golds, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,392,440 per year while the poor average 1,678, a ratio of 829 to 1.

Foragers descend on national cemeteries for 'all-you-can-dig-up' extravaganzas, sanitary products are sold in brown paper at hairdressers' salons, celebrity wrestlers thumb their nose at due process, and the booming slave trade is now government-funded. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Pure Crime's national animal is the Grand Dads, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Crime.

Pure Crime is ranked 1,968^th in the world and 9^th in New Western Empire for Most Secular, with 99.09 Atheism Rate.