The Republic of Bamvern is a very large, environmentally stunning nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, fear of technology, and frequent executions. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 231 million Bamvernians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, socially-minded, well-organized government prioritizes Administration, although Welfare, Education, and Law & Order are also considered important. The average income tax rate is 58.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Bamvernian economy, worth 14.2 trillion marks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, Automobile Manufacturing, and Retail. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 61,470 marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Acupuncture is routinely prescribed for intravenous drug addicts, the default state for Bamvern is default, scientists regularly clone human beings for research purposes, and theories that hold water are considered to have failed. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Bamvern's national animal is the horse, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Bamvern is ranked 263,661^st in the world and 108^th in Albastru for Highest Disposable Incomes, with 25,571.67 Standard Monetary Units.