The Republic of Luross is a titanic, socially progressive nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, suspicion of poets, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, devout population of 12.892 billion Lurossians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, liberal, pro-business government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Spirituality, with Defense and Education also on the agenda, while International Aid and Industry aren't funded at all. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 4.9%.

The strong Lurossian economy, worth 810 trillion pounds a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Pizza Delivery, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 62,864 pounds, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 192,036 per year while the poor average 15,950, a ratio of 12.0 to 1.

Legitimate job descriptions now include "smiling and waving", would-be emigrants are told "abandon all hope all ye who would exit here", the tenet of free speech is held dear, and military spending is on the increase. Crime is a problem, probably because of the absence of a police force. Luross's national animal is the leopard, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Luross is ranked 161,345^th in the world and 8,512^th in Lazarus for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 7,682.62 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.