The Republic of Owion 97 is a large, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, otherworldly petting zoo, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-working, democratic population of 112 million Owion 97ians are effectively ruled by a group of massive corporations, who run for political office and provide their well-off citizens with world-class goods and services. Their poorer citizens, however, are mostly starving to death while being urged to go out and get real jobs. The populace has reasonably extensive civil rights, although these are mostly aimed at allowing them to buy whatever they like.

The relatively small, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 14.3%.

The very strong Owion 97ian economy, worth 5.70 trillion rubles a year, is led by the Woodchip Exports industry, with major contributions from Uranium Mining, Arms Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. Average income is 50,850 rubles, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 225,104 per year while the poor average 7,178, a ratio of 31.4 to 1.

Tax assessment offices double as polling stations, nine-year-olds are discovering that they can grow gardens in real life too, scientists take credit every time it rains in Owion, and shady doctors seem to have impeccable records. Crime, especially youth-related, is relatively low, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Owion 97's national animal is the cow, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Owion 97 is ranked 138,647^th in the world and 33^rd in Owion for Largest Welfare Programs, scoring 1,069.78 on the Safety Net Mesh Density Rating.