The Empire of Und Norancess is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by Johannes Grosser with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, pith helmet sales, and compulsory military service. The compassionate, cynical population of 2.01 billion Und Norancessians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Essenacre. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 75.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Und Norancessian economy, worth 250 trillion marks a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Retail, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 124,801 marks, with the richest citizens earning 6.0 times as much as the poorest.

The sound of wooden legs echo throughout Und Norancess after the recent introduction of the Foot Tax, adult magazines are having a sales resurgence as internet anonymity disappears, citizens know never to accept cookies from strangers, and golden statues of Irbis line the memorial avenues of the Funerary District. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Und Norancess's national animal is the Irbis, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is The truth of the Leader.

Und Norancess is ranked 12,740^th in the world and 39^th in Wintreath for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring 1,571.07 on the Clooney Contribution Index.