The Shakespearean Ghost Writer of Typing Monkeys is a gargantuan, orderly nation, renowned for its complete lack of prisons, smutty television, and fear of technology. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 25.446 billion Typing Monkeysians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Stratford-upon-Avon. The average income tax rate is 71.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Typing Monkeysian economy, worth a remarkable 3,141 trillion qwerties a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Information Technology, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 123,476 qwerties, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Cold medicines curiously become cheaper when government officials sneeze, the long arm of the law possesses a rather slow hand, over a third of the seats in sports stadiums have been removed to make room for female-only commodes, and father-son fishing trips have been banned. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Typing Monkeys's national animal is the qwerty, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Typing Monkeys is ranked 117,067^th in the world and 17^th in Testregionia for Lowest Crime Rates, with 64.01 law-abiding acts per hour.