The Colony of Roger Bacon is a colossal, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape and suspicion of poets. The hard-working population of 2.829 billion Roger Baconians 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 large government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 38.2%.

The strong Roger Baconian economy, worth 123 trillion forks a year, is quite specialized and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Beef-Based Agriculture, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 43,648 forks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.4 times as much as the poorest.

Grocery stores can be audibly identified by the giggling emerging from them, thousands of children die every day from easily curable illnesses, politicians preface their speeches with a declaration that any resemblance to speeches given by individuals living or dead is purely coincidental, and builders spend more time negotiating "tasteful architecture" than on actual construction. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Roger Bacon's national animal is the Militarized Penguin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Roger Bacon is ranked 325,828^th in the world and 3^rd in Micropolis for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring -13.15 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.