The Dominion of Teufelvolk is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by The Despot with a fair hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, complete lack of prisons, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless, devout population of 27.952 billion Teufelvolkians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The tiny, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government is primarily concerned with Industry, although Administration, Healthcare, and Education are also considered important, while Social Policy and Environment are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Groznyj Grad. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Teufelvolkian economy, worth an astonishing 16,472 trillion Osmium Standards a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Retail, and Information Technology. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is a breathtaking 589,314 Osmium Standards, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Orange trees find it's not easy being green, farmers have taken to hunting billionaires who encroach on their land, thieves find battery shops juicier targets than banks, and the official Teufelvolkian Phrase Book weighs as much as a small child. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Teufelvolk's national animal is the Mantis, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Fascism.

Teufelvolk is ranked 242,602^nd in the world and 5,894^th in the Pacific for Most Politically Apathetic Citizens, with 15.54 Whatever.