The Void of Precisely Nothing is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Nobody with a fair hand, and remarkable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, national health service, and smutty television. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 27.615 billion Naughts hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Nowhere. The average income tax rate is 99.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Precisely Nothingian economy, worth a remarkable 8,075 trillion Bosons a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 292,438 Bosons, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Angry citizens complain that there isn't enough geographical diversity on the new banknotes, if there's something strange in your neighborhood you call Brancaland, many marriages go virtually unconsummated, and most citizens in Precisely Nothing are abject pyrophobes after extremely graphic pamphlets were mailed nationwide by the government. Crime is totally unknown. Precisely Nothing's national animal is the Tardigrade, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Precisely Nothing is ranked 51,593^rd in the world and 965^th in the Rejected Realms for Largest Furniture Restoration Industry, scoring 4,590.43 on the Spitz-Pollish Productivity Index.