The The Holy Empire of Serpleddyland is a huge, efficient nation, ruled by Father of the nation with an iron fist, and remarkable for its compulsory military service, ubiquitous missile silos, and public floggings. The compassionate, cynical population of 995 million Serpleddilands are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Defense, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Serpburg. The average income tax rate is 60.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Serpleddylandian economy, worth 108 trillion Serples a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 109,033 Serples, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Immigrant Bigtopians work themselves to the bone to support gold-plated Serpleddylandian pensions, young adults still believe that crocodiles deliver newborns to expecting parents, military equipment stores have a tendency to go up in flames, and park rangers struggle to deal with a rash of stolen pic-a-nic baskets. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Serpleddyland's national animal is the crocodile, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Serpleddyland is ranked 19,399^th in the world and 561^st in the South Pacific for Highest Food Quality, scoring 119.1 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.