The Technocratic State of Fererland is a mammoth, efficient nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, keen interest in outer space, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 5.748 billion Ferers 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 relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 16.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Ferer economy, worth a remarkable 1,340 trillion lers a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 233,279 lers, with the richest citizens earning 6.8 times as much as the poorest.

A shocking number of estate planners are beneficiaries of their clients' wills, comic books avoid plot inconsistencies by removing the plot, sullen teenagers in bright orange 'community payback' onesies can be seen picking litter at the roadside, and the cruise missile launchers on the field hospital roof are purely deterrent in purpose. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Fererland's national animal is the horse, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Fererland is ranked 312,177^th in the world and 11^th in Ferer Armed Forces for Most Eco-Friendly Governments, scoring -25.5 on the Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index.