The Holy of Pallidonia is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, complete lack of public education, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 12.815 billion Pallidonians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

There is no government in the normal sense of the word; however, a small group of community-minded, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken individuals is effectively ruled by the Department of Industry, with Law & Order and Environment not funded at all. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Pallidonian economy, worth a remarkable 4,190 trillion Horses a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Soda Sales, and Pizza Delivery. Average income is an amazing 326,966 Horses, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,352,049 per year while the poor average 14,640, a ratio of 160 to 1.

Takeaway food bought on the weekend now comes with fifty percent more sweat and tears, kids are exceptionally good at digging holes, the country is littered with broken homes, and fast-food chefs regularly win Health Innovation Awards for spitting on burgers. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Pallidonia's national animal is the Dollar, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Pallidonia is ranked 7^th in the world and 1^st in the South Pacific for Largest Retail Industry, scoring 90,710.06 on the Shrinkwrap Consignment Productivity Index.