The Matriarchal Bleck Rider of Puchialand is a massive, orderly nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, state-planned economy, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 1.775 billion Puchialandians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Administration and Law & Order also on the agenda, while Social Policy and Welfare aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Agoos City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 42.8%.

The Puchialandian economy, worth 118 trillion wongs a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Gambling, Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, and Pizza Delivery. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 66,840 wongs, with the richest citizens earning 7.3 times as much as the poorest.

Leader is going to the moon, on hunt days the unpleasant peasant runs in lieu of the pheasant, open-heart surgery is taught in seminaries, and the country is preparing for war. Crime is a serious problem, possibly because it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many regulations. Puchialand's national animal is the tiger, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Puchialand is ranked 64,743^rd in the world and 2^nd in The Forge for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 4,389.4 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.