The Great Republic of Togsland is a massive, safe nation, ruled by Chris Cornell with a fair hand, and remarkable for its pith helmet sales, irreverence towards religion, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 1.701 billion Togslandics 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 medium-sized, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Toglinn. The average income tax rate is 52.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Togslandic economy, worth 158 trillion Togs a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Retail. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 93,139 Togs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Internet moderator is one of the most popular jobs among the nation's more socially awkward citizens, businesses that prove successful are immediately broken up, the voyages of obsolete star-trekking satellites on deliberate escape orbits are only just beginning, and coffee cups have grown in size to accommodate the huge ingredients list. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Togsland's national animal is the Togslandic Schmoney Cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Jampterism.

Togsland is ranked 25,383^rd in the world and 437^th in Europe for Most Beautiful Environments, with 903.05 pounds of wildlife per square mile.