The Ṁ̵̛̌̃̿̒̉̄͌͆͆̾̏̎̀͐̄͒͌͌͂͂̎̈́͘͘ of Mitropola is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Mitar with an even hand, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, otherworldly petting zoo, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 4.668 billion Mitropolans 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 Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Golden Hills. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 49.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Mitropolan economy, worth 862 trillion Gold Bars a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an impressive 184,837 Gold Bars, with the richest citizens earning 6.1 times as much as the poorest.

Mitropolan doors require a Ph.D. to open, fixing attendance at women's matches is a matter of "when they go low, we go high... funding", slaves aren't half the men they used to be, and male friends are often accompanied by a female relative in order to prove their 'straightness'. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mitropola's national animal is the christmas bat, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Moneynism.

Mitropola is ranked 30,227^th in the world and 2,082^nd in Lazarus for Lowest Crime Rates, with 82.59 law-abiding acts per hour.