The Civilization of M-101 is a mammoth, socially progressive nation, ruled by Compendicouncillon with an iron fist, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, irreverence towards religion, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 7.814 billion Comps are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Compendium. The average income tax rate is 88.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Comps economy, worth a remarkable 1,597 trillion Chunkbytes a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 204,437 Chunkbytes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Nuclear physics is the most popular course at university, there is no other place with more lab coats per square mile than former houses of worship, the people of M-101 are renowned for their nihilistic attitudes, and citizens ask "how many crooks could a nunchuck hook if a nun had nunchucks too?". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. M-101's national animal is the Cloudoconstructoswarm, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

M-101 is ranked 127,699^th in the world and 4^th in The Outer Rim for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring 1,314.88 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.