The Molybdenum of Mo is a gargantuan, efficient nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, smutty television, and enslaved workforce. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 22.935 billion Moans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Nucleus. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 10.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Moan economy, worth a remarkable 4,393 trillion Protons a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 191,578 Protons, with the richest citizens earning 7.3 times as much as the poorest.

The silencing of dissent speaks volumes about the quality of Moan democracy, prankster scientists legally change their names to silly pseudonyms before major discoveries, financial investors are noting a boom in artillery, and a formerly quiet little town is now booming as both a cult centre and a tourist attraction. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mo's national animal is the Electron, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Mo is ranked 253,446^th in the world and 8,664^th in Osiris for Most Primitive, scoring -164.1 on the Scary Big Number Scale.