The Kingdom of Weirtopia is a mammoth, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Supreme Leader Weir with an even hand, and remarkable for its otherworldly petting zoo, national health service, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, hard-working, cheerful population of 8.503 billion Weirtopians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Weepmore City. The average income tax rate is 92.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Weirtopian economy, worth a remarkable 1,564 trillion kidneys a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 184,026 kidneys, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Supreme Leader Weir's exquisite office door is replaced monthly due to angry petitioners, Harry Potter books are banned, the experimental sculpture "Overtures In Dried Femboy Fox Dung" has been declared a national treasure, and a good deed is rewarded with a thank you note attached to a deportation order. Crime is totally unknown. Weirtopia's national animal is the femboy fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Faith of the Boykisser.

Weirtopia is ranked 1,381^st in the world and 25^th in Refugia for Nicest Citizens, with 80.71 average smiles per day.