The Empire of The Windmilluminati is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Queen Juliana with a fair hand, and renowned for its keen interest in outer space, sprawling nuclear power plants, and hatred of cheese. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 13.459 billion Windmilluminati are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, liberal, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Hackney. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Windmilluminati economy, worth a remarkable 3,824 trillion plums a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 284,158 plums, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Roadside walls are being built and mother nature is paying for it, funeral directors are frequently looking at their watches during funerals, inter-species marriages are ignored by the government, and things are looking up for patients accidentally prescribed erectile dysfunction medication. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Windmilluminati's national animal is the giraffe, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Agnosticism.

The Windmilluminati is ranked 294,082^nd in the world and 6,454^th in The North Pacific for Most Cultured, scoring -5 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.