The You are welcome of YW is a titanic, efficient nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, zero percent divorce rate, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 21.017 billion YWians 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, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 80.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient YWian economy, worth a remarkable 3,225 trillion Smiles a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Automobile Manufacturing. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 153,449 Smiles, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Conductors wield diamond-encrusted batons to fit in with their freshly gilded surroundings, therapists can always squeeze in another house-call, nine-year-olds are discovering that they can grow gardens in real life too, and scrapyards are filled with Leader's face. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. YW's national animal is the Butterfly, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

YW is ranked 315,863^rd in the world and 14^th in Sonindia for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring -13.89 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.