The Republic of Mrs Venico is a mammoth, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory gun ownership, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working population of 5.916 billion Humans are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized government prioritizes Law & Order, with Defense, Education, and Public Transport also on the agenda, while International Aid and Social Policy aren't funded at all. The average income tax rate is 18.9%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Mrs Venicoan economy, worth 263 trillion Monies a year, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Furniture Restoration, Uranium Mining, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 44,567 Monies, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

It is now illegal for teens to view any sites except Club Kitten and My Little Donkey, dubiously qualified Skandilundian barristers keep referring to laws as 'government guidelines', organ donation rates are among the lowest in the region, and bored politicians often entertain themselves with games of Simon during important votes. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mrs Venico's national animal is the Money, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Mrs Venico is ranked 253,684^th in the world and 27^th in The Brotherhood of Malice for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 21.91 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.