The Republic of 67 Uma is a massive, cultured nation, remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, pith helmet sales, and frequent executions. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 1.666 billion 67 Umen are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The large, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 77.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The all-consuming 67 Uman economy, worth 178 trillion monies a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Basket Weaving. Average income is an impressive 107,085 monies, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

All government communication requires the imprimatur of the Truth Police, prime real estate is devoted to wind farms and solar energy generators, the nation frequently scolds its subject territories for staying up past bedtime, and there is a growing belief that consciousness is a simulated illusion within a computer-generated reality. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. 67 Uma's national animal is the card, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

67 Uma is ranked 270,779^th in the world and 1,481^st in the Plains of Perdition for Most Rebellious Youth, scoring -10 on the Stark-Dean Displacement Index.