The Republic of Mambo 217 is a huge, genial nation, notable for its smutty television, infamous sell-swords, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working population of 686 million Mambo 217ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Welfare, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 38.6%.

The strong Mambo 217ian economy, worth 37.7 trillion izerns a year, is quite specialized and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Arms Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 55,023 izerns, with the richest citizens earning 5.1 times as much as the poorest.

Crop circles are intently studied by investigators with questionable merits, companies are turning to trained izerns for their most menial jobs, even in the most hardened climate scientists break down at the sound of a single drop of rain, and teams of painters are converting road signs from horse lengths to kilometers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Mambo 217's national animal is the izern, which can occasionally be seen sifting through garbage in the nation's cities.

Mambo 217 is ranked 74,199^th in the world and 242^nd in Izern for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 3,926.29 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.