The Borderlands of V217a is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by the Most Glorious Visionary with an even hand, and notable for its smutty television, rampant corporate plagiarism, and pith helmet sales. The compassionate, humorless population of 28.587 billion V217ovians are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Carlow. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient V217an economy, worth a remarkable 5,115 trillion Quid a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 178,942 Quid, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation's space program is doxxing the planet, civil engineers are undermining sinkholes, exiles see that the line where the sky meets the sea is just clouds and rain, and diaper-wrapped shawarma is a fan-favorite. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. V217a's national animal is the Satsuma, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is a collection of silly beliefs.

V217a is ranked 327,454^th in the world and 1,655^th in the Outback for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring -14.59 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.