The Republic of Wintercrow is a gargantuan, safe nation, remarkable for its compulsory military service, suspicion of poets, and devotion to social welfare. The democratic population of 27.883 billion Wintercrowians 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 enormous government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Spirituality, and Law & Order. The average income tax rate is 67.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Wintercrowian economy, worth a remarkable 1,265 trillion nones a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is dominated by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 45,383 nones, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.0 times as much as the poorest.

A murderous reputation can revitalise a flagging celebrity career, every day has been a surprise since weather reporters turned to consulting ancient totems for their seven-day forecasts, public projects are synonymous with yawn-inducing conformity, and 4-year-olds are often found reminiscing about the 'good old days'. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wintercrow's national animal is the none.

Wintercrow is ranked 60,284^th in the world and 96^th in Wintreath for Most Eco-Friendly Governments, scoring 1,686.19 on the Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index.