The Republic of Parpyduckland is a colossal, safe nation, ruled by Parpyduck with a fair hand, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, infamous sell-swords, and pith helmet sales. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 6.042 billion Parpites hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Parappa. The average income tax rate is 52.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Parpyducklandian economy, worth 810 trillion kibbles a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Trout Farming, and Retail. Black market activity is notable. Average income is an impressive 134,184 kibbles, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Public footpaths are being slowly eroded by the burgeoning number of ramblers, teens are voting on which C-List pop star will be next to be evicted from the opera house, wealthy parents-to-be can select their perfect baby, and the government has begun breaking all large businesses into thousands of mom-and-pop general stores. Crime is totally unknown. Parpyduckland's national animal is the rat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Rat Worship.

Parpyduckland is ranked 272,636^th in the world and 5,628^th in The North Pacific for Most Primitive, scoring -259.95 on the Scary Big Number Scale.