The Unified States of Northmore is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by The Great and Powerful Nathan with an iron fist, and remarkable for its compulsory military service, infamous sell-swords, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 40.54 billion Northmoreans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The minute, well-organized government, or what there is of one, is dominated by the Department of Defense, with Law & Order also on the agenda, while Social Policy and Welfare receive no funds. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Northmorean economy, worth a remarkable 9,389 trillion mollars a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Automobile Manufacturing, and Woodchip Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 231,606 mollars, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 683,579 per year while the poor average 61,710, a ratio of 11.1 to 1.

Bicyclists are banned from major roads, the nationalistic national anthem inspires citizens to literally spit at foreigners, military spending is on the increase, and the only way to escape lengthy prison terms is in a body bag. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, despite the fact that it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many laws. Northmore's national animal is the llama, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Northmore is ranked 3,565^th in the world and 1^st in Boardracing for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 172.22 on the Bus Surprisal Index.