The Conglomerate of FEARED is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by Henry S L Oswald with an iron fist, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 1.991 billion FEARED are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Shard Complex. The average income tax rate is 18.1%.

The strong FEARED economy, worth 127 trillion Bottlecaps a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Retail. Average income is 63,752 Bottlecaps, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

Every new toxic waste dump comes with a seal of approval from the government's science advisor, people who have had childhood imaginary friends are told they can't ever be trusted with guns, films are funded in accordance with the volume of tears shed when reading the screenplay, and EpiPen sales have skyrocketed. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. FEARED's national animal is the Peacock, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

FEARED is ranked 232,699^th in the world and 16^th in Fallout Genesis for Nudest, with 87.75 cheeks per square mile.