The Free Land of Imphic is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by First Comrade with a fair hand, and renowned for its smutty television, soft-spoken computers, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 6.212 billion Imphicians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Neour. The average income tax rate is 96.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Imphician economy, worth 995 trillion Woolongs 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 dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing and Tourism. Average income is an impressive 160,231 Woolongs, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Male cubicle workers stand up every time a woman enters the room, cyber-crime and tin-foil hat sales are both increasing at record rates, dozens of additional foreign policy specialists have been sent to the country's WA Mission, and gossip magazines have pictures of First Comrade sunbathing on the beach with political rivals. Crime is totally unknown. Imphic's national animal is the Dolphin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans, and its national religion is Free Inquiry.

Imphic is ranked 11,910^th in the world and 235^th in The Communist Bloc for Lowest Crime Rates, with 97.98 law-abiding acts per hour.