The Mecha of Angel17 is a colossal, efficient nation, notable for its keen interest in outer space, smutty television, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 5.763 billion Angel17ians 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 large, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 55.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving Angel17ian economy, worth 436 trillion dollars 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 large, well-organized, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Retail, and Woodchip 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 75,655 dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Abattoirs are running at full capacity in response to skyrocketing demand, hundreds of subterranean tunnels are being built as part of "Project Morlock", the government tries not to listen to the people unless it absolutely has to, and crime suspects are forced to submit to blood testing. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Angel17's national animal is the beaver, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Angel17 is ranked 273,262^nd in the world and 8,333^rd in Alliance of Supreme Powers for Highest Food Quality, scoring 6.55 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.