The Forever Alive Republic of Thils is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Herbert VonSchmidz with an even hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, triple-decker prams, and hatred of cheese. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 11.134 billion Thilsians 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 enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Thils City. The average income tax rate is 91.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Thilsian economy, worth a remarkable 1,547 trillion Glettes a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Black market activity is extensive. Average income is an impressive 139,009 Glettes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The Treasury has been accused of flushing money down the toilet, kindergartners' favourite dance move is the stop-drop-and-roll, the government is attempting to revitalize a gutted private sector, and parking's carefree without parking car fees. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Thils's national animal is the Golden Eagle, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Christianity.

Thils is ranked 14,921^st in the world and 296^th in Europe for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 10,363.26 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.