The Republic of Nuef is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Uncle Leo with a fair hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, keen interest in outer space, and spontaneously combusting cars. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 28.765 billion Nuefians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The relatively small, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Zindernuef. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 16.7%.

The all-consuming Nuefian economy, worth a remarkable 3,198 trillion bucks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 111,185 bucks, with the richest citizens earning 8.8 times as much as the poorest.

Nuefian police have to pay out of their own pockets for bulletproof vests, paper and ink publications are subsidised by the government to keep them in the black, religious education is a new government priority, and soldiers' positions are given away by the glint of their bayonets. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Nuef's national animal is the Prairie Dog, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Nuef is ranked 22,620^th in the world and 5^th in Bully Pulpit for Nicest Citizens, with 21.78 average smiles per day.