The Imperial empire of Brorack is a mammoth, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by cors lawson with an iron fist, and renowned for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, pith helmet sales, and national health service. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 8.338 billion Bruckish are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Stranraer. The average income tax rate is 83.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Brorackricaol economy, worth a remarkable 1,459 trillion ducks a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Trout Farming, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is frequent. Average income is an impressive 175,009 ducks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.1 times as much as the poorest.

The air force's greatness is based on how many enemies are made during procurement, the nation is noticeably more cheerful on Tuesdays, sweat stains are proof of political acumen, and Big Beef has a steak in national politics. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Brorack's national animal is the snallygaster, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Word of hamltam.

Brorack is ranked 11,747^th in the world and 1^st in The outcov for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring 9,549.81 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.