The Republic of Solemn Son is a huge, orderly nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, infamous sell-swords, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 608 million Sonians 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, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, although Education, Law & Order, and Industry are also considered important, while Spirituality and Public Transport receive no funds. The average income tax rate is 34.7%.

The very strong Solemn Sonian economy, worth 49.1 trillion Dollars a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Arms Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 80,744 Dollars, with the richest citizens earning 5.2 times as much as the poorest.

Corporations continue to displace native peoples off their land, members of ethnic minorities are more often called "boy" or "girl" than by their actual names, a new guerrilla marketing campaign for tap water involves government agents spraying random citizens with hose water, and children who refuse to share their crayons are arrested. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Solemn Son's national animal is the Cat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Solemn Son is ranked 86,969^th in the world and 947^th in The East Pacific for Most Developed, scoring 64.98 on the Human Development Index.