The Morningstar of John Wyclif is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Philosopher with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, vat-grown people, and lack of airports. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 26.45 billion John Wyclifians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Oxford. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 72.8%.

The frighteningly efficient John Wyclifian economy, worth a remarkable 6,230 trillion Free Pence a year, is mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Tourism, Information Technology, Retail, and Soda Sales. Average income is an amazing 235,545 Free Pence, with the richest citizens earning 6.6 times as much as the poorest.

Savvy students quote paywalled research knowing that university lecturers can't afford to check the citations, election results are often delayed for weeks to count the expat votes, the military struggles with recruitment, and the internal market is thriving. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. John Wyclif's national animal is the Elect, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Agnostic Pantheism.

John Wyclif is ranked 293,002^nd in the world and 781^st in NationStates for Lowest Crime Rates, with 4.62 law-abiding acts per hour.