The Free Land of Nigon is a colossal, safe nation, ruled by Supreme overlord Nigel with a fair hand, and remarkable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, smutty television, and pith helmet sales. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 8.569 billion Nigonians enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Nigon. The average income tax rate is 99.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Nigonian economy, worth a remarkable 2,195 trillion Nigon Republics a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 256,225 Nigon Republics, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Weekends are spent tilting at windmills, aggravated apostrophe abusers are admonished and assaulted, there is a growing belief that consciousness is a simulated illusion within a computer-generated reality, and the military has forsaken terrestrial warfare. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Nigon's national animal is the Raven, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Nigon is ranked 282,327^th in the world and 10,700^th in Balder for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring -12.81 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.