The United Kingdoms of The Lancerian Empire is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Queen-Empress Amelia with an even hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, daily referendums, and anti-smoking policies. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 26.644 billion Lancerians 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 large government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Saint-Cyr. The average income tax rate is 71.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Lancerian economy, worth a remarkable 2,996 trillion Metens a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Tourism and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 112,463 Metens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Tourists are denied entry because of a distant relative married to a Lilliputian, it ain't easy to be green enough to be imported into The Lancerian Empire, the nation's politicians are acknowledged as the most polite in the region to the dismay of comedians everywhere, and cassocked priests and choirboys believe that what happens behind closed doors stays behind closed doors. Crime is totally unknown. The Lancerian Empire's national animal is the Percheron Horse, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

The Lancerian Empire is ranked 286,298^th in the world and 4,269^th in The North Pacific for Fattest Citizens, with 5.85 Obesity Rate.