The Republic of 1 Uma is a massive, efficient nation, renowned for its soft-spoken computers, compulsory military service, and public floggings. The compassionate, cynical, humorless population of 1.921 billion 1 Umen are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 50.8%.

The all-consuming 1 Uman economy, worth 230 trillion banks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Cheese Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 119,973 banks, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 401,980 per year while the poor average 26,594, a ratio of 15.1 to 1.

Polygraphs are relegated to the dungeon exhibit in castle museums, jaw strain is an increasingly common ailment, the nation proudly hosts OstraCon to decide who gets free vacations to the Brancaland tundra, and recapturing giraffes is proving to be a tall order. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. 1 Uma's national animal is the card, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

1 Uma is ranked 28,722^nd in the world and 114^th in Izern for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 51.81 on the Kitten Softness Rating.