The Rogue Nation of VanthaWing is a huge, safe nation, notable for its rum-swilling pirates, barren, inhospitable landscape, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 468 million Vanthalisians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 31.6%.

The strong VanthaWingian economy, worth 21.6 trillion Vanns a year, is led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, and Soda Sales. Average income is 46,254 Vanns, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.6 times as much as the poorest.

Leader is too busy listening to praise to get any work done, the nationalistic national anthem inspires citizens to literally spit at foreigners, weird or unusual crimes merit cruel and unusual punishments, and male med students learning female anatomy do so with their eyes tightly closed. Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. VanthaWing's national animal is the Reptile, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

VanthaWing is ranked 144,034^th in the world and 3,882^nd in Suspicious for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 551.62 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.