The Jazzy Protectorate of Makdon is a massive, socially progressive nation, ruled by Sakamoto with an even hand, and remarkable for its pith helmet sales, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 2.055 billion Degenerateses are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The minute, corrupt government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Defense, with Law & Order and Industry also on the agenda, while Spirituality and Environment are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of MakDonald's. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.2%.

The powerhouse Makdonian economy, worth 208 trillion blood of your firstborns a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Uranium Mining, and Soda Sales. Average income is an impressive 101,571 blood of your firstborns, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 307,125 per year while the poor average 26,150, a ratio of 11.7 to 1.

Explosive diarrhoea is not just a colorful phrase, children have lost interest in toy guns in favor of toy meth lab kits, a shipwreck is everyone's fault but the captain's, and commuters often break into synchronised para-para dancing for no reason at all. Crime, especially youth-related, is a major problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Makdon's national animal is the kangaroo, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is tentacles.

Makdon is ranked 36,706^th in the world and 1,482^nd in Lazarus for Largest Furniture Restoration Industry, scoring 3,589.66 on the Spitz-Pollish Productivity Index.