The Nomadic Peoples of The Babes Without Borders is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Mama Sang with a fair hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, infamous sell-swords, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 6.19 billion Babes Without Bordersians 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 tiny, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Phuket. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 2.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Babes Without Bordersian economy, worth 953 trillion Party Favours a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 153,977 Party Favours, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 504,954 per year while the poor average 35,238, a ratio of 14.3 to 1.

They say that Babes Without Bordersians made a dessert and called it peace, a formerly quiet little town is now booming as both a cult centre and a tourist attraction, Mama Sang can finally stop kneading the dough and start rolling in it instead, and brazen mayors claim official expenses to pay for their drug habits. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. The Babes Without Borders's national animal is the Bed Bug, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Debauchery.

The Babes Without Borders is ranked 292,916^th in the world and 7,225^th in the Rejected Realms for Lowest Crime Rates, with 4.78 law-abiding acts per hour.