The Great Pit of The Infernum is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Overlord with an iron fist, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, pith helmet sales, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 13.515 billion Hellkin are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The minute, corrupt, well-organized government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pandæmonium. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Infernal economy, worth a remarkable 4,322 trillion Crowns a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Gambling, and Soda Sales. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is an amazing 319,829 Crowns, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.5 times as much as the poorest.

Sullen teenagers in bright orange 'community payback' onesies can be seen picking litter at the roadside, one of the nation's leading exports is empty platitudes, fancy dress parties are raided by military police for new recruits, and leather-clad individuals can be seen walking their slaves in public parks. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, probably because of the absence of a police force. The Infernum's national animal is the Hellspawn, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is the Church of the Morningstar.

The Infernum is ranked 50,905^th in the world and 7^th in Underworld for Largest Basket Weaving Sector, scoring 4,683.1 on the Hickory Productivity Index.