The Federal Republic of Winklebottom is a gargantuan, safe nation, remarkable for its soft-spoken computers, frequent executions, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 29.127 billion Winktonians love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, socially-minded, 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 average income tax rate is 99.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Winklebottomian economy, worth an astonishing 12,220 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 419,546 Winks, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Defense lawyers suggestively note to juries how flagrantly happy victims were, fur coats have become the latest fashion trend, one tree's worth of paperwork accompanies each imported log of timber, and the government's economic policy can be summed up as "Abort, Retry, Fail?". Crime is totally unknown. Winklebottom's national animal is the Rook, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Winklebottom is ranked 14,536^th in the world and 191^st in the Pacific for Most Subsidized Industry, scoring 8,334.54 on the Gilded Widget Scale.