The Holy Riders of Stone of Caliburn is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Sir Lancelot with an iron fist, and renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, frequent executions, and ritual sacrifices. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 21.589 billion Caliburnians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of King Arthur's Seat. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 59.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Stone of Caliburnian economy, worth a remarkable 5,747 trillion Gold Round Table Brains a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Furniture Restoration. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 266,218 Gold Round Table Brains, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 907,130 per year while the poor average 57,540, a ratio of 15.8 to 1.

Crime is on the rise as online youths compete to vlog the most shocking scenes of violence, anyone who sleeps in past 9am can be declared legally dead, throwing garbage out of your house's front window makes it legally someone else's problem, and most people attending churches are maintenance workers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Stone of Caliburn's national animal is the Ghost, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Crusaderism.

Stone of Caliburn is ranked 333,863^rd in the world and 8^th in Doll Guldur for Most Pacifist, with 3.63 cheeks turned per day.