The Coronate Republica of Vendellamoore is a mammoth, efficient nation, ruled by Baldwin VI with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, pith helmet sales, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, democratic, humorless, devout population of 9.658 billion Vendellamooreans are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Reums. The average income tax rate is 23.1%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming Vendellamoorean economy, worth 799 trillion Vendellamoorean Francoes a year, is quite specialized and mostly made up of the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Furniture Restoration, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 82,803 Vendellamoorean Francoes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Cutting-edge missile systems are being retrofitted to twin-prop air force biplanes, the carbon tax fund gladly supplies warm blankets when the poor can't pay their heating bills, organised sports are frowned upon as frivolous, and rumor has it that Baldwin VI has won three lotteries in a row. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vendellamoore's national animal is the Silverwolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Lutheran Christianismo.

Vendellamoore is ranked 305,128^th in the world and 358^th in Christians for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -15.62 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.