The Commonwealth of Babbling Brook Farms is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Elkshank Wellington with an even hand, and remarkable for its rampant corporate plagiarism, smutty television, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cheerful population of 1.727 billion Babblers 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 medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Old Mill. The average income tax rate is 64.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Babbling Brook Farmsian economy, worth 249 trillion Flapjacks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Soda Sales, and Gambling. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 144,681 Flapjacks, with the richest citizens earning 5.1 times as much as the poorest.

Elks have more rights than the average citizen, garden flower shows rarely smell of roses, doctors fax when they need facts fast, and chocolate in Babbling Brook Farms has its flavour enhanced by the salty tears of enslaved factory workers. Crime, especially youth-related, is a serious problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Babbling Brook Farms's national animal is the Elk, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Babbling Brook Farms is ranked 221,712^th in the world and 14^th in Lago Pantera for Most Authoritarian, with 495.46 milliStalins.