The Federal Republic of Winklebottom is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, complete lack of prisons, and daily referendums. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 26.7 billion Winktonians enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The medium-sized, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Winkopolis. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Winklebottomian economy, worth an astonishing 11,467 trillion Winks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 429,504 Winks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Drunk drivers are sent to rehabilitation paid for by the government, towns are often run by puppets, incidents involving lethal string attacks have gone way up, and it is illegal to distribute Girl Guide Cookies without an advanced food hygiene diploma. Crime is totally unknown. Winklebottom's national animal is the Rook, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Winklebottom is ranked 311,484^th in the world and 8,706^th in the Pacific for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring -28.39 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.