The Devoted Defenestrators of Donkeyfolk is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Ralph Kramden with an iron fist, and renowned for its frequent executions, hatred of cheese, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 19.548 billion Donkeyfolkians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, corrupt, well-organized morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Donkeyfolk City. The average income tax rate is 85.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Donkeyfolkian economy, worth a remarkable 1,593 trillion ink cartridges a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Gambling. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 81,499 ink cartridges, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Turning eighteen is often referred to as the 'Age of Aquarius', credit scores fluctuate wildly with every change of government, five-year-olds who refuse to line up on command get gold stars, and Occam's razor has sliced to pieces any childhood belief in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Donkeyfolk's national animal is the jackalope, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is The Key of C.

Donkeyfolk is ranked 34,093^rd in the world and 1^st in Geeks Unite for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 201.13 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.