The Grand Republic of Tullamore is a massive, efficient nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, frequent executions, and triple-decker prams. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, humorless, devout population of 1.397 billion Tullaqueses enjoy frequent elections, which are uniformly corrupted by big-spending corporations buying politicians who best suit their interests.

The relatively small, corrupt, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Spirituality, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Tullaqui. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 6.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Tullamorean economy, worth 177 trillion florins a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is an impressive 126,910 florins, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 793,486 per year while the poor average 8,629, a ratio of 92.0 to 1.

Civic leaders eagerly encourage sinners to spend more time on their knees, well-off serial killers write monthly checks to avoid jail time, homebuyers must agree to name their firstborn after the previous owner, and 1% of global paper production is bound for the National Archive. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. Tullamore's national animal is the eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Tullamore is ranked 317,541^st in the world and 17,070^th in Lazarus for Nicest Citizens, with 0.48 average smiles per day.