The Commonwealth of Jeric is a gargantuan, efficient nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 23.658 billion Jericians are free to succeed or fail in life on their own merits; the successful tend to enjoy an opulent (but moralistic) lifestyle, while the failures can be seen crowding out most jails.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Spirituality, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 14.9%.

The very strong Jerician economy, worth a remarkable 1,451 trillion pesos a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Retail, Information Technology, and Gambling. Average income is 61,352 pesos, with the richest citizens earning 9.2 times as much as the poorest.

Once-vitriolic celebrity chefs are now known for giving encouraging hugs to aspiring cooks, the banshee wail foretells skies of death, a suspicious number of John Smiths are known to donate to Jerician politicians, and every new toxic waste dump comes with a seal of approval from the government's science advisor. Crime is moderate. Jeric's national animal is the fish, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Jeric is ranked 235,321^st in the world and 4^th in The Pleiades for Lowest Crime Rates, with 55.32 law-abiding acts per hour.