The Rectory of Medimeria is a massive, genial nation, renowned for its enslaved workforce, compulsory military service, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 2.041 billion Medimerians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 66.2%.

The all-consuming Medimerian economy, worth 206 trillion Rectorial Talers a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Tourism. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 101,159 Rectorial Talers, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 336,066 per year while the poor average 22,710, a ratio of 14.8 to 1.

No one gossips with Leader during diplomatic summits, one does not simply walk into the tundra, Medimeria's fine wines are renowned throughout the region, and air fresheners are the most popular solution to gas leaks. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Medimeria's national animal is the Rectorial Labrador, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Medimeria is ranked 205,461^st in the world and 8^th in Urcean Rectories for Largest Populations, with 2.04 billion capita.