The Not So Holy Red Blue Utopias of Bodegraven is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by His Royal Highness Angus Postma with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, state-planned economy, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 30.413 billion Bodegravenaren hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, outspoken morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Greater Bodegraven. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Bodegraafsch economy, worth a remarkable 6,464 trillion BodegravenGuldens a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is extremely specialized, is mostly made up of the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 212,571 BodegravenGuldens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Citizens can only enjoy the splendor of the natural world in designated 'Majesty Appreciation' zones, posters on 'Bodegraafsch Values' advise against being proud of Bodegraven, government officials sit helplessly as they are labelled 'Pompous Womples' by celebrities, and people can get away with murder these days. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Bodegraven's national animal is the Freckled Cow, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Agnostic Theism.

Bodegraven is ranked 1,431^st in the world and 2^nd in Global Right Alliance for Nicest Citizens, with 83.09 average smiles per day.