The Republic of Fundamental of Truth is a mammoth, genial nation, renowned for its daily referendums, parental licensing program, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, cynical, humorless, devout population of 6.458 billion Fundamental of Truthians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 70.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Fundamental of Truthian economy, worth 901 trillion Gems 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 large, well-organized, broadly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Tourism. 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 an impressive 139,654 Gems, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.4 times as much as the poorest.

Trolls insist that strings of racial slurs mean "good morning" in obscure languages, arms manufacturing has been put at an arm's length, voters are one of the nation's top imports, and college students make ends meet by selling their kidneys. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Fundamental of Truth's national animal is the Asherton, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Fundamental of Truth is ranked 24,627^th in the world and 2^nd in Paichnidi for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 278.36 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.