The Shifting Wastes of The Scrap is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by The Sandmaster with a fair hand, and remarkable for its smutty television, complete lack of prisons, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 3.744 billion Wanderers hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The large, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Clockwork Titan. The average income tax rate is 90.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Scrapian economy, worth 500 trillion Rusts a year, is quite specialized and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 133,504 Rusts, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government is proudly free of crabs, internet searches for the inventor of the three-wheeled steam-powered Scrapian weed picker are way up, money can't buy love but mercy is entirely negotiable, and handling people's data is proving an immersive experience. Crime is totally unknown. The Scrap's national animal is the Scorpion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is The All-Consuming Sand.

The Scrap is ranked 298,120^th in the world and 76^th in Lone Wolves United for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring -6.93 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.