The Republic of Sordish is a colossal, socially progressive nation, ruled by Anton Rayne with a fair hand, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, compulsory military service, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working, democratic population of 4.117 billion sords enjoy a sensible mix of personal and economic freedoms, while the political process is open and the people's right to vote held sacrosanct.

The relatively small, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Welfare, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Holsord. The average income tax rate is 11.5%.

The sord economy, worth 181 trillion rens a year, is led by the Uranium Mining industry, with significant contributions from Door-to-door Insurance Sales, Furniture Restoration, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is 44,075 rens, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.3 times as much as the poorest.

Truncheon-mounted cameras record the beating of criminals in dynamic HD detail, time flies when you're not having fun, running away is an essential part of the elite forces' hand-to-hand training, and the morbidly obese often sell stock options on their own corpses. Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent. Sordish's national animal is the goat, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Dastnurity.

Sordish is ranked 153,549^th in the world and 10^th in Gaia Aeterna for Largest Populations, with 4.12 billion capita.