The Commonwealth of Penice 300 is a colossal, genial nation, renowned for its sprawling nuclear power plants, pith helmet sales, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, cynical population of 4.525 billion Penice 300ians are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The enormous, corrupt, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 91.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Penice 300ian economy, worth 601 trillion penices a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 132,826 penices, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Occam's razor has sliced to pieces any childhood belief in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, solid-gold toilets are Penice 300ian prisons' least expensive furnishings, the seventh son of a seventh son is fated to be a millionaire, and lawyers spend as much time preparing their make-up as they do their briefs. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Penice 300's national animal is the Woodcock, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Penice 300 is ranked 5,849^th in the world and 303^rd in Osiris for Largest Welfare Programs, scoring 5,960.16 on the Safety Net Mesh Density Rating.