The Republic of Bankerbergs is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by King Ian Melnish with an even hand, and notable for its infamous sell-swords, absence of drug laws, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 13.148 billion Bankerbergsians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The tiny, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Bankerbergsian economy, worth a remarkable 1,506 trillion Credit Cards a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Gambling, Information Technology, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. Average income is an impressive 114,563 Credit Cards, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 777,115 per year while the poor average 6,198, a ratio of 125 to 1.

Looting and pillaging are now considered vital intelligence-gathering activities, faking deafness is the only way to guarantee a holiday in the nation, corrupt industrial practices are spreading like a plague, and getting an infected tattoo is considered a rite of passage in Bankerbergs. Crime is pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Bankerbergs's national animal is the Money, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Bankerbergs is ranked 282,076^th in the world and 111^th in matheo for Most Beautiful Environments, with 5.18 pounds of wildlife per square mile.