The Republic of Mizton is a gargantuan, orderly nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, deadly medical pandemics, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 11.384 billion Miztonians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The tiny, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Miztonian economy, worth a remarkable 1,428 trillion Peso Miztonianoes a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Soda Sales. Average income is an impressive 125,508 Peso Miztonianoes, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 591,302 per year while the poor average 15,818, a ratio of 37.4 to 1.

Crowded passenger trains are near-silent save for the soft tap of fingers on touchscreens, crayon squiggles were a late addition to the works of the Renaissance Old Masters, the wheel has been patented by at least a hundred people, and matryoshka dolls resembling nested Death Stars are commonly sold. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Mizton's national animal is the Jaguar, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Mizton is ranked 291,294^th in the world and 44^th in Novo Brasil for Lowest Crime Rates, with 21.14 law-abiding acts per hour.