The Reckoner Lord of Duffoure is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by Reckoner Lord Duffoure with an iron fist, and renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, anti-smoking policies, and suspicion of poets. The cynical, devout population of 8.439 billion Duffoureans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ortucchio. The average income tax rate is 61.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Duffourean economy, worth 539 trillion Stolen Years a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 63,972 Stolen Years, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Air purifiers fight smoke machines on Duffourean stage setups, legislators toe the party line lest the Sergeant-at-Arms decide to conduct "truncheon practice" on the backbench, advertisements read like science journal articles complete with extensive references, and biker gangs and fashionistas are converting to Violetism en masse. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Duffoure's national animal is the Reckoner Underboss, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Duffoure is ranked 181,883^rd in the world and 19^th in The Mansus for Most Primitive, scoring -71.71 on the Scary Big Number Scale.