The Republic of Collei is a mammoth, orderly nation, remarkable for its enslaved workforce, aversion to nipples, and national health service. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 9.009 billion Colleians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Education, Industry, and Law & Order also on the agenda. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 32.9%.

The strong Colleian economy, worth 777 trillion moras 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, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Retail, Tourism, and Trout Farming. 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 86,250 moras, with the richest citizens earning 9.6 times as much as the poorest.

Drunk drivers are sent to rehabilitation paid for by the government, citizens live in superstitious fear of the mysterious glowing clouds that float over Collei, there's sophisticated talk of revolution within the ever-expanding mining colonies, and most believe it doesn't hurt to embrace free trade. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Collei's national animal is the forest ranger.

Collei is ranked 80,935^th in the world and 50^th in Herta Space Station for Largest Populations, with 9.01 billion capita.