The Grammatically Very Confused of Tothin is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Cognitive Function with an even hand, and notable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, rampant corporate plagiarism, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 1.815 billion Tothinians 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 medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ailarvale. The average income tax rate is 69.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Tothinian economy, worth 296 trillion Balled-Up Wads of Imaginary Papers a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 163,427 Balled-Up Wads of Imaginary Papers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Corporations claim the third ounce of any metal traded in a wicker-cone on the Sunday of a full moon as a charitable expense, the government maintains a Department of Skulduggery, government ministers are regularly seen in the streets confessing their sins and hammering missiles into plow-shares, and the nation is ravaged by daily union strikes. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Tothin's national animal is the Extremely Frustrated Writer, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Tothin is ranked 84,828^th in the world and 116^th in Refugia for Most Extensive Civil Rights, with 62.87 Martin Luther King, Jr. Units.