The Republic of Drongonia is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Prime Minister Bill English with an even hand, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, ubiquitous missile silos, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 11.342 billion Drongonians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Christchurch. The average income tax rate is 28.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Drongonian economy, worth a remarkable 3,854 trillion Drongonian Dollars a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Tourism. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an amazing 339,849 Drongonian Dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.4 times as much as the poorest.

Future leaders of Drongonia regularly dismiss pressing political issues when available options don't conform to their worldview, crowded passenger trains are near-silent save for the soft tap of fingers on touchscreens, the government has ordered a moratorium on referenda, and a death threat has replaced 'hello' as an official greeting in the nation. Crime is totally unknown. Drongonia's national animal is the Drongo, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Drongonia is ranked 30,675^th in the world and 1^st in Anglospheric Empire for Highest Food Quality, scoring 64.68 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.