The Republic of Pontbridge is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Stylesjl with a fair hand, and renowned for its anti-smoking policies, ubiquitous missile silos, and daily referendums. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 36.685 billion Pontbridgers 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 relatively small, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government prioritizes Education, with Administration and Industry also on the agenda, while Spirituality is ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pontbridge. The average income tax rate is 19.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Pontbridger economy, worth an astonishing 19,654 trillion Credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is a breathtaking 535,766 Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

The government only announces the deaths of its members when it's convenient, feuilletons can only be deciphered with a Galliennais dictionary, artists are renowned for their ability to make art pieces out of thin air, and nature magazines featuring stick insects on their covers are sometimes mistaken for fashion magazines. Crime is totally unknown. Pontbridge's national animal is the Eagle, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Pontbridge is ranked 143^rd in the world and 1^st in Pontbridge Islands for Safest, scoring 220.55 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.