The Republic of Pikor is a tiny, genial nation, remarkable for its public floggings and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, devout population of 7 million Pikorians 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 large government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Education, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 58.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Pikorian economy, worth 296 billion Luns a year, is led by the Trout Farming industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Basket Weaving. Average income is 42,398 Luns, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Citizens can only enjoy the splendor of the natural world in designated 'Majesty Appreciation' zones, all writing must pass a censorship board before being allowed on the shelves, parents dread their examinations more than their children, and foreign invaders are putting Pikorian lab rats out of a job. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pikor's national animal is the wolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Pikor is ranked 117,804^th in the world and 1,944^th in The North Pacific for Highest Poor Incomes, with 27,105.23 Standard Monetary Units.