The Incorporated States of Land of Snafu is a massive, safe nation, ruled by Captian Wrong Way Peachfuzz with an iron fist, and renowned for its frequent executions, smutty television, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 2.633 billion Land of Snafuans are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The medium-sized, pro-business, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Situation Normal. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 26.2%.

The all-consuming Land of Snafuan economy, worth 229 trillion Coprolites a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Uranium Mining. Average income is 87,068 Coprolites, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 307,112 per year while the poor average 17,856, a ratio of 17.2 to 1.

Wilderness-dwelling hermits are surprised to find railway stations on their front doorsteps, airport users are more worried about radiation than terrorism, convicts released after being found "wrongfully imprisoned" are surprisingly chill about the whole thing, and police officers that upset their bosses get assigned to 24 hour stakeouts of bike sheds. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Land of Snafu's national animal is the Gremlin, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Murphys Law.

Land of Snafu is ranked 243,679^th in the world and 10^th in The Embassy 1 for Nicest Citizens, with 1.69 average smiles per day.