The Cult of Cool peopel is a huge, cultured nation, remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, smutty television, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, devout population of 875 million Cool peopelians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small, corrupt, outspoken government prioritizes Industry, with Administration, Education, and Spirituality also on the agenda, while Environment and Welfare aren't funded at all. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 12.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Cool peopelian economy, worth 94.7 trillion Hairballs a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Soda Sales industry, with major contributions from Retail, Gambling, and Information Technology. Black market activity is notable. Average income is an impressive 108,284 Hairballs, with the richest citizens earning 9.9 times as much as the poorest.

Laws are littered with references to cheese, even the most lowly council pen-pusher has the same political power as a senior minister, dictionary sales have hit an all-time high, and farmers are complaining that the buzzing and the sparks from the nearby MagRail are blighting their crops. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Cool peopel's national animal is the Bort, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Cool peopel is ranked 54,482^nd in the world and 61^st in Federation of Martian Colonies for Most Cultured, scoring 72 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.