The Republic of Wilkshire is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by President Paul Williams with an even hand, and renowned for its keen interest in outer space, anti-smoking policies, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 45.502 billion Wilkshireans are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The enormous, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Vasbury. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Wilkshirean economy, worth an astonishing 14,544 trillion wilkoes a year, is extremely specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 319,635 wilkoes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Turning eighteen is often referred to as the 'Age of Aquarius', gardeners must genetically test weeds for unique traits before digging them up, President Paul Williams's told that love often manifests itself through homicidal four-lettered litanies, and the nation locks people up and tells them they're mad for compassion's sake. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wilkshire's national animal is the cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Wilkshire is ranked 290,985^th in the world and 6,360^th in The North Pacific for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -111.99 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.