The Principality of Westburn is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Leader with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, enslaved workforce, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 40.544 billion Westburnians 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 tiny, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Westburn City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Westburnian economy, worth an astonishing 18,504 trillion shekels a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, and Automobile Manufacturing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 456,415 shekels, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,771,810 per year while the poor average 80,484, a ratio of 22.0 to 1.

The nation's generous tax credits have brought all the film studios to the yard, engine room hooch is the drink of choice among the nation's navy, immigrants who don't like the taste of Westburnian Turnip Chips are immediately deported, and a handful of megacorporations own every "craft brewery" in the nation. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force. Westburn's national animal is the sweet and sour chicken, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is a major religion.

Westburn is ranked 3,591^st in the world and 1^st in Unified Celtic Nations for Most Corrupt Governments, with 269.76 kickbacks per hour.