The Catholic Kingdom of Pied Piperlandia is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by The Prelature Pope with an iron fist, and notable for its strictly enforced bedtime, rampant corporate plagiarism, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 43.896 billion Pied Pipers 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 government juggles the competing demands of Education, Spirituality, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Flute Centralia. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 19.7%.

The powerhouse Pied Piperlandian economy, worth a remarkable 2,645 trillion flutes a year, is quite specialized and dominated by the Gambling industry, with significant contributions from Automobile Manufacturing, Tourism, and Basket Weaving. Black market activity is notable. Average income is 60,267 flutes, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 179,996 per year while the poor average 15,791, a ratio of 11.4 to 1.

Farmers' market days almost always end in a shooting, The Prelature Pope's latest speech included a bizarre reference to MaxWow incontinence pads being 50% more absorbent than the next leading brand, search and rescue forces now accept cheques and all major credit cards, and a proud mining community is considering a rebellion after the Capital officially renamed them 'District XII'. Crime, especially youth-related, is a problem. Pied Piperlandia's national animal is the rat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Catholicism.

Pied Piperlandia is ranked 25,433^rd in the world and 6^th in Vatican for Most Beautiful Environments, with 902.34 pounds of wildlife per square mile.