The Spy of Sangre Grande is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Sergeant with a fair hand, and remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, rampant corporate plagiarism, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 30.858 billion Sangre Grandeans 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, corrupt, liberal, pro-business government, or what there is of one, is solely concerned with Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Hell. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Sangre Grandean economy, worth a remarkable 5,895 trillion ttds a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Gambling, and Pizza Delivery. Average income is an impressive 191,055 ttds, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,769,594 per year while the poor average 1,973, a ratio of 896 to 1.

City budgets are spent entirely on supporting the town royalty, disability advocates are not amused that they are told to be dependent on Sangre Grandeans's kindness, recreational drug businesses are regularly pruned if they grow above the maximum legal size, and the statue in the Pelosi Plaza has a solar panel for a hat. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Sangre Grande's national animal is the lion, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Sangre Grande is ranked 29,075^th in the world and 1,906^th in Lazarus for Most Corrupt Governments, with 74.36 kickbacks per hour.