The Federal Republic of 118 Uma is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its closed borders, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, cynical, humorless population of 1.309 billion 118 Umen 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 medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 53.3%.

The frighteningly efficient 118 Uman economy, worth 121 trillion monies a year, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 92,634 monies, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 323,899 per year while the poor average 19,254, a ratio of 16.8 to 1.

The "boy who cried wolf" policy makes sick people reluctant to call an ambulance, a baby's first breath is also a baby's first felony, the tools of the trade for landmine clearance appear to be copious amounts of gasoline and a box of matches, and invasive drug testing is now performed at elementary school sports days. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. 118 Uma's national animal is the card, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

118 Uma is ranked 266,300^th in the world and 702^nd in Izern for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -7.94 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.