The Fetchland of Windswept Heath- is a titanic, orderly nation, ruled by Mark Rosewater with an iron fist, and renowned for its free-roaming dinosaurs, infamous sell-swords, and lack of airports. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 10.387 billion Windswept Heath-ians 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 enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Fetchland. The average income tax rate is 73.7%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Windswept Heath-ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,012 trillion lands a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Trout Farming, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 97,429 lands, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

Representatives soak in mineral pools at the new capitol building day spa, diaper-wrapped shawarma is a fan-favorite, the request to "give us our daily bread" can only be fulfilled six days out of seven, and the military has declared that 'a woman's place is in the mess hall'. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Windswept Heath-'s national animal is the fetch, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is fetching.

Windswept Heath- is ranked 32,970^th in the world and 12^th in House Boucher for Most Eco-Friendly Governments, scoring 2,533.29 on the Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index.