The Republic of Mister Spider is a huge, efficient nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 991 million Mister Spiderians are effectively ruled by a group of massive corporations, who run for political office and provide their well-off citizens with world-class goods and services. Their poorer citizens, however, are mostly starving to death while being urged to go out and get real jobs. The populace has reasonably extensive civil rights, although these are mostly aimed at allowing them to buy whatever they like.

The tiny, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Healthcare, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 6.6%.

The very strong Mister Spiderian economy, worth 57.5 trillion mores a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is fairly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. Average income is 58,059 mores, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 217,601 per year while the poor average 10,832, a ratio of 20.1 to 1.

The new foreign policy is "why bother invading neighbours when they can be bought wholesale?", homophobia is off the menu, a large concrete wall is being built around the country's borders, and students learn how to disarm mines before understanding basic arithmetic. Crime is moderate, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Mister Spider's national animal is the more, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Mister Spider is ranked 242,966^th in the world and 1^st in Frontier Defense Pact for Lowest Crime Rates, with 53.96 law-abiding acts per hour.