The State of Mortimer Roads is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by the Governor with a fair hand, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, smutty television, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 32.102 billion Mortimer Roadsians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Education, with Welfare, Industry, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while Spirituality and Social Policy aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Capital Heights. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.9%.

The very strong Mortimer Roadsian economy, worth a remarkable 1,541 trillion betales a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Soda Sales, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is 48,032 betales, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 326,564 per year while the poor average 2,580, a ratio of 126 to 1.

The country's famous rainforests are being bulldozed by the mining industry, Mortimer Roads has designated Capital Heights as its capital city, the Governor has just been declared ruler of Mortimer Roads in an international press conference, and the government's official stance on religion is that it is so very silly. Crime, especially youth-related, is a major problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Mortimer Roads's national animal is the deer, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Mortimer Roads is ranked 179,514^th in the world and 1^st in Mortimer Roads for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring zero on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.