The Murabian Protectorate of Unthank is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Lord Provost Lanark with an even hand, and renowned for its flagrant waste-dumping, complete absence of social welfare, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 14.821 billion Unthankics are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Industry, although Spirituality is also considered important, while Law & Order and Environment receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Unthank. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Unthankful economy, worth a remarkable 6,043 trillion coppers a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Soda Sales, Uranium Mining, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 407,738 coppers, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,630,140 per year while the poor average 68,519, a ratio of 23.8 to 1.

Where your food came from is an unknowable mystery, late night adverts for breast milk co-ops regularly win pornography industry awards, 'Mountain Doobie' is widely regarded as the nation's favourite drink, and relations with Dàguó have warmed from frosty to chilly. 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. Unthank's national animal is the dragon, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Unthank is ranked 294,290^th in the world and 2^nd in Commonwealth of Saint Norm for Lowest Crime Rates, with 1.04 law-abiding acts per hour.