The Socialist Alliance of Mercobia is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Na-aroénna with an even hand, and notable for its unlimited-speed roads, absence of drug laws, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 44.918 billion Mercobians enjoy extensive civil rights and enjoy a level of social equality free from the usual accompanying government corruption.

The tiny government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pan. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Mercobian economy, worth an astonishing 17,969 trillion harps a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, broadly diversified black market in Information Technology, Uranium Mining, Tourism, and Trout Farming. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an amazing 400,043 harps, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Calling dibs is an unalienable right, hospitals fear government fines more than terrorist ransoms, a politician who is photographed pulling a funny face while eating can say goodbye to their credibility, and glittering new sports stadiums adorn every city and town. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Mercobia's national animal is the narwhal, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Mercobia is ranked 18,667^th in the world and 15^th in Antarctica for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 9,120.78 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.