The Commonwealth of Martiland is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Gabriel Haykenson with a fair hand, and notable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, smutty television, and spontaneously combusting cars. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 3.215 billion Martilandians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, liberal, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Liberland. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 3.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Martilandian economy, worth 473 trillion MTDS a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an impressive 147,223 MTDS, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 785,427 per year while the poor average 14,502, a ratio of 54.2 to 1.

Photographers can be found hiding behind the curtains in Gabriel Haykenson's bedroom, social media sites prompt users to send birthday greetings to unresponsive nonagenarians, hand-to-hand combat experience is udderly essential for all dairy ranchers, and visiting dignitaries often end up cuddling in the hot tub with Gabriel Haykenson. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Martiland's national animal is the Cobra, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Laicismo.

Martiland is ranked 291,714^th in the world and 11,173^rd in Lazarus for Lowest Crime Rates, with 15.85 law-abiding acts per hour.