The Most Serene Republic of Wildefleur is a huge, cultured nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, absence of drug laws, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, democratic population of 518 million Wildefleurians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, liberal, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Gila. The average income tax rate is 59.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Wildefleurish economy, worth 25.7 trillion depression cherries a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Information Technology, Tourism, Furniture Restoration, and Soda Sales. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 49,567 depression cherries, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Optometrists will see citizens in seconds but health inspectors won't be sighted for years, young people suspect their parents might be a little bit stupid, a faint smell of body odour can be detected at several miles' distance from the National Science Park, and reddish-brown is the new black. Crime is totally unknown. Wildefleur's national animal is the seven, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Wildefleur is ranked 16,449^th in the world and 29^th in Aeternum for Nicest Citizens, with 24.52 average smiles per day.