The Something or the other of Randomain is a gargantuan, cultured nation, renowned for its museums and concert halls, frequent executions, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 15.444 billion Randomen hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The enormous, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Welfare, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Aleapolis. The income tax rate is 100%.

The Randomainian economy, worth a remarkable 2,797 trillion plinks a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Information Technology. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 181,135 plinks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Orphans would rather live their life of luxury than be adopted by prospective parents, baiting is a national sport, Leader's new door-knocking campaign has the sweet taste of success, and people have become comfortably numb. Crime is totally unknown. Randomain's national animal is the Platypus, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Randomain is ranked 289,485^th in the world and 845^th in 10000 Islands for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring -28.35 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.