The Iedes of March is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by Executor Keaton with an even hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, keen interest in outer space, and frequent executions. The hard-nosed, hard-working, devout population of 8.73 billion Marchians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of St Patrick. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 10.2%.

The very strong Marchian economy, worth 509 trillion Federal Credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is 58,345 Federal Credits, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 174,353 per year while the poor average 15,275, a ratio of 11.4 to 1.

Angst-filled teenagers are rushing off to buy government bonds for some odd reason, mathematicians are gathering an infinite number of foxes and typewriters to see if they can recreate the works of Max Barry, judges are rumored to find in favor of whoever bribes them the most, and the world still seems flat to some people in space. Crime, especially youth-related, is relatively low, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. March's national animal is the fox, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Augustism.

March is ranked 187,907^th in the world and 123^rd in Cape of Good Hope for Lowest Crime Rates, with 57.75 law-abiding acts per hour.