The Sublime Yertopia of Yertanistan is a gargantuan, pleasant nation, ruled by The Yertatollah with an even hand, and renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, daily referendums, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 40.064 billion Yertanistanians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The minute government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Defense. Income tax is unheard of.

The Yertanistanian economy, worth a remarkable 4,592 trillion Yert-marks a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Retail, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 114,620 Yert-marks, with the richest citizens earning 5.5 times as much as the poorest.

The question "please would you...?" is usually laden with passive aggression, a valid legal defense is 'dead men tell no tales', customer satisfaction with online delivery services is at an all time high, and advertisers scramble to sponsor the broadcast of The Yertatollah's most personal functions. Crime is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Yertanistan's national animal is the Horse, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Yertanistan is ranked 57,095^th in the world and 48^th in Declansburg for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring 3,925.79 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.