The Grand Republic of Tullamore is a massive, cultured nation, renowned for its museums and concert halls, flagrant waste-dumping, and prohibition of alcohol. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless, devout population of 1.452 billion Tullaqueses are effectively ruled by a group of massive corporations, who run for political office and provide their well-off citizens with world-class goods and services. Their poorer citizens, however, are mostly starving to death while being urged to go out and get real jobs. The populace has reasonably extensive civil rights, although these are mostly aimed at allowing them to buy whatever they like.

The relatively small, corrupt, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Spirituality. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tullaqui. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 7.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Tullamorean economy, worth 187 trillion florins a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Uranium Mining, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is an impressive 129,349 florins, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 805,722 per year while the poor average 8,880, a ratio of 90.7 to 1.

A life spent suffering in silence is considered noble, sly spies try to rely on national allies so that they don't die, invasive drug testing is now performed at elementary school sports days, and Tullamore shot first. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tullamore's national animal is the eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Tullamore is ranked 319,245^th in the world and 17,274^th in Lazarus for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 13.52 on the Kitten Softness Rating.