The Void of Precisely Nothing is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Nobody with a fair hand, and renowned for its unlimited-speed roads, smutty television, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 27.881 billion Naughts 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 medium-sized, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Nowhere. The average income tax rate is 99.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Precisely Nothingian economy, worth a remarkable 8,238 trillion Bosons a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 295,490 Bosons, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Precisely Nothing is increasingly belligerent on the international stage, the government recently relinquished its monopoly on the mail service, the public health bureaucracy is wrapped in miles of red tape, and lonely children write fanfiction about absent fathers. Crime is totally unknown. Precisely Nothing's national animal is the Tardigrade, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Precisely Nothing is ranked 1,263^rd in the world and 14^th in Europeia for Largest Governments, scoring 61.68 on the Bureaucratic Comprehensiveness Rating Scale Index.