The Republic of Ebolarama is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Juan Gonzalez with an even hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, state-planned economy, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-working, devout population of 10.169 billion Ebolans 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 medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Law & Order, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ebolarama Lanes. The average income tax rate is 36.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Ebolan economy, worth 737 trillion pins a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 72,520 pins, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

Political hopefuls must announce their intentions decades in advance to accommodate extensive background checks, passionate nomination battles are often as intense as general elections, childhood friends of Juan Gonzalez are living it large abroad at the taxpayers' expense, and elevator music has been replaced by thrash metal played at maximum volume. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Ebolarama's national animal is the Turkey, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Ebolathon.

Ebolarama is ranked 105,194^th in the world and 5^th in Institute of Cellulose for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 1,677.73 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.