The Kingdom of Hospe is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by King Jeffrey with an even hand, and notable for its parental licensing program, zero percent divorce rate, and infamous sell-swords. The hard-nosed population of 13.649 billion Hospeans 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, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Environment, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Mirus. The average income tax rate is 71.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Hospean economy, worth a remarkable 2,536 trillion Valerian Izas 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 large, well-organized black market in Tourism, Information Technology, Retail, and Book Publishing. 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 impressive 185,844 Valerian Izas, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Chanting protestors ask "WHAT DO WE WANT?" and reply "MORE OF THE SAME", King Jeffrey's new socialist government gets its policy advice from teenagers, bread-gangs raid restaurant waste bins to stockpile uneaten rolls, and the nation is ravaged by daily union strikes. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Hospe's national animal is the Black panther, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Hospe is ranked 13,479^th in the world and 6^th in Oatland for Most Developed, scoring 89.07 on the Human Development Index.