The Republic of Gold Sniffers is a huge, safe nation, renowned for its triple-decker prams, irreverence towards religion, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 388 million Sniffersians 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 relatively small, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Taradre. The average income tax rate is 9.3%.

The thriving Sniffersian economy, worth 34.4 trillion Valuable Papers a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, and Gambling. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 88,765 Valuable Papers, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.3 times as much as the poorest.

Getting an infected tattoo is considered a rite of passage in Gold Sniffers, cowboys often wear wolfskin jackets to the saloon, luxury condos have arisen from the ashes of demolished houses of worship, and baby boys who pick up pink crayons are sent to a psychiatric ward. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Gold Sniffers's national animal is the Raccoon, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Gold Sniffers is ranked 171,595^th in the world and 814^th in Europeia for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 227.93 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.