The Weedlord of Dilber is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Dinner with an even hand, and remarkable for its smutty television, otherworldly petting zoo, and pith helmet sales. The compassionate population of 19.926 billion uÉá´É¹Çqlá´ps enjoy extensive civil freedoms, particularly in social issues, while business tends to be more regulated.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of ᴉɹɐɟɐS qɐɹƆ sqoq ʎllᴉq. The average income tax rate is 91.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient uɐᴉɹǝqlᴉp economy, worth a remarkable 3,824 trillion ʇɐH ɹǝllǝdoɹԀs a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 191,914 ʇɐH ɹǝllǝdoɹԀs, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Government programs are less "written" and more "plagiarised", children are often punished for the sins of the fathers, no one born in Dilber can fix a leaky faucet, and mandatory updates on software drivers often bring life to a halt. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Dilber's national animal is the ɹǝuuᴉp, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Dilber is ranked 11,969^th in the world and 212^th in the West Pacific for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 11,766.59 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.