The Republic of New Northwall is a mammoth, genial nation, notable for its pith helmet sales, frequent executions, and keen interest in outer space. The compassionate, hard-working, cynical population of 7.813 billion New Northwallians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Environment, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Three Rivers. The average income tax rate is 66.5%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient New Northwallian economy, worth 607 trillion credits a year, is quite specialized and dominated by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Cheese Exports, and Book Publishing. Average income is 77,811 credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Space shuttles regularly launch rubbish into space, snap elections are called over every minor impasse, New Northwallians have recently stopped mysteriously setting off metal detectors, and the government dismisses unpopular legislation as a "misclick". Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. New Northwall's national animal is the dragon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

New Northwall is ranked 29,522^nd in the world and 536^th in The East Pacific for Nicest Citizens, with 20.14 average smiles per day.