The One True Morty of Morty Smith is a titanic, orderly nation, ruled by President Morty with an iron fist, and remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, infamous sell-swords, and ban on automobiles. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 19.01 billion Mortys 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 relatively small, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Law & Order, although Defense, Healthcare, and Administration are also considered important, while Social Policy and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Beyond The Yellow Portal. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 9.6%.

The thriving Morty economy, worth a remarkable 1,448 trillion Schmeckles a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Tourism, and Trout Farming. Average income is 76,190 Schmeckles, with the richest citizens earning 6.4 times as much as the poorest.

90% of active duty MSAF personnel have been laid off and replaced by robot kill-drones, the bonfire of the old paper records can be seen for miles around Beyond The Yellow Portal, vitriolic divorce proceedings have become prime-time television, and the populace lives in fear of painful execution for minor offences. Crime is well under control, thanks to a well-funded police force. Morty Smith's national animal is the Rick, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Television.

Morty Smith is ranked 50,670^th in the world and 7^th in Atlantis for Largest Black Market, with 15.6 trillion Standard Monetary Units.