The Malthusian Fecundity of Celtic Rodents is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by The Ultimate Squeaker with a fair hand, and remarkable for its vat-grown people, keen interest in outer space, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 42.549 billion Scurriers live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The tiny, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government prioritizes Education, with Administration and Industry also on the agenda, while Spirituality and Law & Order are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Everywhere. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Scurrian economy, worth an astonishing 11,453 trillion mythical groats a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Retail, and Soda Sales. Average income is an amazing 269,187 mythical groats, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

All animals are equal but some are more equal than others, in musicals everybody's a little bit racist, they say that Scurriers made a dessert and called it peace, and the word "sexagenarian" has taken on a whole new meaning. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Celtic Rodents's national animal is the small furry beastie, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is None.

Celtic Rodents is ranked 4,461^st in the world and 147^th in The North Pacific for Highest Average Incomes, with 269,187.65 Standard Monetary Units.