The Vermin Guild of Ratfink is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Rattenkönig with a fair hand, and renowned for its free-roaming dinosaurs, ubiquitous missile silos, and sprawling nuclear power plants. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, devout population of 11.324 billion Vermin live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

There is no government in the normal sense of the word; however, a small group of community-minded, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken individuals is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rattestag. Income tax is unheard of.

The powerhouse Verminous economy, worth a remarkable 3,223 trillion filthy lucres a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Gambling, Soda Sales, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 284,654 filthy lucres, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,632,024 per year while the poor average 2,998, a ratio of 877 to 1.

Citizens are encouraged to show displeasure with politicians by poking them with sharp metal sticks, it's rumored that Marche Noire knows what the nation's generals eat for breakfast, a shipwreck is everyone's fault but the captain's, and people with political aspirations study how to make balloon animals. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Ratfink's national animal is the Field Vole, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Amberat.

Ratfink is ranked 290,977^th in the world and 71^st in The Bar on the corner of every region for Most Beautiful Environments, with 1.29 pounds of wildlife per square mile.