The Byronic Heroes of Nodin is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Padwick with an iron fist, and remarkable for its ritual sacrifices, parental licensing program, and complete lack of prisons. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 40.691 billion Nodinians 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 tiny, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Industry also on the agenda, while Social Policy and Welfare are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Frickenhausen. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Nodinian economy, worth an astonishing 11,730 trillion $$s a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Information Technology, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 288,283 $$s, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,690,093 per year while the poor average 2,721, a ratio of 988 to 1.

Padwick's peyote-induced "let's all just be friends" speech is trending world-wide, petting zoos have loose fingers strewn about, park rangers struggle to deal with a rash of stolen pic-a-nic baskets, and sales of fishnet stockings have reached a record high. Crime is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Nodin's national animal is the prairie oyster, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Aubrey-Maturinism.

Nodin is ranked 14,667^th in the world and 3^rd in Islam for Largest Information Technology Sector, scoring 25,929.24 on the Fann-Boi Productivity Index.