The Republic of Wannabeya is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by supreme leader with an even hand, and remarkable for its sprawling nuclear power plants, smutty television, and strictly enforced bedtime. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 41.843 billion Wannabeyans 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 minute, corrupt government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Environment, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Wannabeya City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Wannabeyan economy, worth an astonishing 14,278 trillion almighty zlotnicks a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Furniture Restoration, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 341,249 almighty zlotnicks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.1 times as much as the poorest.

Annual Formula One races bring the capital to a screeching halt, school lockers are filled with fancy underwear, advertisements for jobs in the sciences run in fashion magazines, and mechanics are often exhausted by their work. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Wannabeya's national animal is the racoon, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Wannabeya is ranked 31,330^th in the world and 1,887^th in Lazarus for Highest Food Quality, scoring 62.14 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.