The BETTER THAN U AND U KNOW IT of ROM is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by some dude named jeff with an iron fist, and remarkable for its frequent executions, triple-decker prams, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 28.184 billion Stans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government is primarily concerned with Defense, with Law & Order, Spirituality, and Administration also on the agenda, while Education and Welfare aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of an abandoned warehouse. The average income tax rate is 97.7%.

The frighteningly efficient ROMian economy, worth an astonishing 10,499 trillion Steaks 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Gambling. 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 an amazing 372,541 Steaks, with the richest citizens earning 7.8 times as much as the poorest.

Violet blesses the rains down in Europeia, parties that are too noisy are broken up to prevent disturbing wildlife, global warming is heating up, and morning birdsong has been replaced by the sound of the morning patrol. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force. ROM's national animal is the Dragon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution, and its national religion is dragon worshippers.

ROM is ranked 783^rd in the world and 7^th in Europeia for Fattest Citizens, with 68.1 Obesity Rate.