The Locus of Locus is a mammoth, genial nation, ruled by Locus with a fair hand, and notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 5.387 billion Locus enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The minute government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Administration, with Education and Welfare also on the agenda, while Healthcare and Social Policy aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Locus. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.5%.

The Locus economy, worth 304 trillion Loci a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales, Uranium Mining, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 56,550 Loci, with the richest citizens earning 5.8 times as much as the poorest.

All government facilities are built in the subterranean citadel of Locus, Locus has just been declared ruler of Locus in an international press conference, and the government's official stance on religion is that it is so very silly. Crime is a problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Locus's national animal is the Locus, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Locus.

Locus is ranked 47,134^th in the world and 1^st in Locus for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 96.34 on the Bus Surprisal Index.