The 75th Corporatist Corps of HubenPhone is a massive, genial nation, ruled by Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner with an iron fist, and remarkable for its suspicion of poets and stringent health and safety legislation. The cynical, devout population of 4.617 billion Mercs are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized, well-organized government prioritizes Healthcare, with Welfare, Administration, and Defense also on the agenda, while Public Transport is ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Underground Paystation. The average income tax rate is 35.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient Corporatist Merc economy, worth 180 trillion Gold Coins a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Gambling, and Arms Manufacturing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 39,102 Gold Coins, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The weather in Underground Paystation is always 'pigeons with a chance of droppings', dangerous criminals are often 'accidentally' sent on one-way trips to Maxtopia, children who can't memorize their multiplication tables are sent to the mines, and citizens praise the weeds that overwhelm their narrow vegetable realm. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. HubenPhone's national animal is the Van Owen, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

HubenPhone is ranked 175,164^th in the world and 10^th in Rings Around Uranus for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 54.59 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.