The Desolated Plains of Wasteland is a gargantuan, efficient nation, notable for its rum-swilling pirates, fear of technology, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 26.012 billion Wastelandians enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

The minute, liberal, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Misty Moor. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Wastelandian economy, worth a remarkable 4,315 trillion Poisons a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Information Technology, and Pizza Delivery. Average income is an impressive 165,886 Poisons, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,527,279 per year while the poor average 1,833, a ratio of 833 to 1.

Homeowners are evicted to make way for new runways, the state pays for care of easily preventable illnesses, most academic research has ground to a halt, and computers have been banned. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Wasteland's national animal is the Dead Fish, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Wasteland is ranked 290,367^th in the world and 11,027^th in Osiris for Safest, scoring 3.36 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.