The Smash Hit Movie Version of Brocklandia is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by the biggest squirrels you ever saw with a fair hand, and remarkable for its otherworldly petting zoo, absence of drug laws, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 19.336 billion Brocklandians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Darkest Surburbia. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Brocklandian economy, worth a remarkable 5,619 trillion goobers a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is an amazing 290,630 goobers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.9 times as much as the poorest.

All animals are equal but some are more equal than others, children must make a homemade spinach and ricotta rotolo by high school or be held back, bronze and marble supplies are running low as sculptors depict full-figured subjects, and the nation has opened its arms to an influx of refugees. 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. Brocklandia's national animal is the giant dancing howler monkey, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is --uhm--maybe apathy--or whatever.

Brocklandia is ranked 57^th in the world and 3^rd in The Bar on the corner of every region for Most Armed, with 84.51 Weapons Per Person.