The Empire of Blauwe Maan is a gargantuan, efficient nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, smutty television, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 21.778 billion Blauwe Maanians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 53.3%.

The all-consuming Blauwe Maanian economy, worth a remarkable 2,546 trillion carrots 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, Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. 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 116,952 carrots, with the richest citizens earning 7.4 times as much as the poorest.

Space shuttles regularly launch rubbish into space, parents are relieved they no longer need to help with their kids' algebra homework, the government is a clear-cut case of tyranny by majority, and gay hospital patients are labelled with a pink triangle to alert staff of their substandard blood. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Blauwe Maan's national animal is the invader, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Blauwe Maan is ranked 89,952^nd in the world and 4,815^th in Lazarus for Lowest Crime Rates, with 67.19 law-abiding acts per hour.