The Socialist Republic of Cuillin is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Madame Self with an even hand, and remarkable for its unlimited-speed roads, smutty television, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, hard-working, cheerful population of 28.417 billion Cuillinish have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and look forward to their next free and open election, to be held on an as-yet unannounced date.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Red Clydeside. The average income tax rate is 95.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Cuillinish economy, worth a remarkable 4,894 trillion work credits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Information Technology, and Retail. Average income is an impressive 172,238 work credits, with the richest citizens earning 6.1 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's security is vitally dependent on imports of Marxism, a new Brasilistani government has become a daily report on the main evening news, journalists listen to the money talk, and employers are gradually adapting to the alien premise of paying wages to their workers. Crime is totally unknown. Cuillin's national animal is the Giant Panda, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Marxism.

Cuillin is ranked 32,262^nd in the world and 95^th in Forest for Lowest Crime Rates, with 84.21 law-abiding acts per hour.