The Pacifican Officer of Vanere is a titanic, efficient nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, keen interest in outer space, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 13.097 billion Pacificans are effectively ruled by a group of massive corporations, who run for political office and provide their well-off citizens with world-class goods and services. Their poorer citizens, however, are mostly starving to death while being urged to go out and get real jobs. The populace has reasonably extensive civil rights, although these are mostly aimed at allowing them to buy whatever they like.

The relatively small, pro-business, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Francograd. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 9.9%.

The very strong Vanerean economy, worth 683 trillion drachmas a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Information Technology. Average income is 52,198 drachmas, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 213,580 per year while the poor average 8,439, a ratio of 25.3 to 1.

Brancalandian Brie isn't available anywhere in Vanere, the government is spending billions of drachmas on a fancy space probe to find a planet that may not even exist, citizens must pay to enjoy Vanere's pristine beaches, and mandatory neutering has made purebred dogs a thing of the past. Crime is a problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Vanere's national animal is the dragon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Vanere is ranked 42,883^rd in the world and 2^nd in Union of Ideologies for Largest Populations, with 13.1 billion capita.