The Republique of Weygand is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Maxime Weygand with an even hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, triple-decker prams, and anti-smoking policies. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, devout population of 3.807 billion Weygandians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of La capitale de la France. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 68.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Weygandian economy, worth 501 trillion francs a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Woodchip Exports, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an impressive 131,717 francs, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 480,649 per year while the poor average 25,629, a ratio of 18.8 to 1.

Museums claim to have displayed famous artwork before it was cool, cutting-edge missile systems are being retrofitted to twin-prop air force biplanes, restaurateurs put a lot of effort into persuading customers to accept wafer-thin mints, and the government is on the side of working people (like CEOs, bankers and billionaires). Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Weygand's national animal is the cock, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Catholicisme.

Weygand is ranked 71,295^th in the world and 2^nd in Petains France for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 3,169.19 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.