The Old tired defender puppet of Neis is a titanic, efficient nation, remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 12.76 billion Neisians 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, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 68.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Neisian economy, worth a remarkable 1,612 trillion Frost Cheks a year, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, and Information Technology. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 126,395 Frost Cheks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.0 times as much as the poorest.

Representatives soak in mineral pools at the new capitol building day spa, immigrants who don't like the taste of Neisian Turnip Chips are immediately deported, well-off serial killers write monthly checks to avoid jail time, and the threat of economic apocalypse brings out the best in people. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Neis's national animal is the Wolf, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Neis is ranked 139,685^th in the world and 3^rd in Erynia Card Farm for Largest Publishing Industry, scoring 2,134.59 on the Bella Potter Productivity e-Index.