The Republic of Pm392 is a very large, orderly nation, renowned for its aversion to nipples, infamous sell-swords, and avowedly heterosexual populace. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 422 million Pm392ians 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, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 15.7%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Pm392ian economy, worth 23.1 trillion lire a year, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 54,827 lire, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.7 times as much as the poorest.

Where there's a will there is usually a password manager, the alien invasion siren sounds eerily like a UFO, prohibition has allowed a Maxtopian immigrant known only as "Nipples" to establish an illicit breast milk syndicate, and the government has begun breaking all large businesses into thousands of mom-and-pop general stores. Crime is almost non-existent, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pm392's national animal is the beaver, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Pm392 is ranked 28,347^th in the world and 9^th in Distorted Memories for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 5,395.33 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.