The Grand Duchy of Bumblebop is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Nog the Flatulent with a fair hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, punitive income tax rates, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 30.263 billion Bumblebopians 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 large, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Greater Bumblebop. The average income tax rate is 82.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The enormous but inefficient Bumblebopian economy, worth a remarkable 1,612 trillion Groats a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is mostly comprised of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 53,281 Groats, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Surrealist houses shaped like mushrooms and volcanoes dominate the wealthiest neighborhoods, the new Refuse Hills housing development is under construction, oil executives can be seen reluctantly cleaning oil-soaked birds, and students cut up leftover Groats during Arts and Crafts. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Bumblebop's national animal is the Hamster, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is The Hummm.

Bumblebop is ranked 318,913^th in the world and 12^th in Absolution for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 21.05 on the Bus Surprisal Index.