The Incorporated States of Spoyle is a tiny, efficient nation, remarkable for its infamous sell-swords, suspicion of poets, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 14 million Spoyleans enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

There is no government in the normal sense of the word; however, a small group of community-minded, liberal, pro-business individuals prioritizes Defense, with Industry, Healthcare, and Education also on the agenda, while International Aid and Social Policy receive no funds. Income tax is unheard of.

The very strong Spoylean economy, worth 847 billion dollars a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Retail, Pizza Delivery, and Book Publishing. Average income is 60,532 dollars, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 374,968 per year while the poor average 4,216, a ratio of 88.9 to 1.

Citizens must pay to enjoy Spoyle's pristine beaches, prisons are filled with the cackles and sobs of a deranged inmate population, one-stop superstores divide and conquer family businesses, and the government dismisses unpopular legislation as a "misclick". Crime is a major problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Spoyle's national animal is the ostrich, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Spoyle is ranked 174,477^th in the world and 3,975^th in eta for Most Rebellious Youth, scoring -1 on the Stark-Dean Displacement Index.