The Republic of Wingstone is a small, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its compulsory military service, ubiquitous missile silos, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 32 million Wingstoneans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Welfare, and Law & Order. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 11.9%.

The thriving Wingstonean economy, worth 2.77 trillion Bolts a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Trout Farming, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 86,514 Bolts, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 280,767 per year while the poor average 20,106, a ratio of 14.0 to 1.

The military is recruiting war criminals to join its weapons research teams, Jack Russells have proven to be terrible spies, Leader's recent "I have a dream that we will fight them by raking muck on the beaches" speech seems a little derivative to many, and RPG fans reminisce fondly about when people thought they were evil and dangerous rather than geeky and socially inept. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wingstone's national animal is the Boeing 747, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Wingstone is ranked 75,873^rd in the world and 938^th in the South Pacific for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 3,025.98 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.