The Republic of SPLC is a mammoth, socially progressive nation, renowned for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, infamous sell-swords, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 8.747 billion SPLCians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Administration, and Welfare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.4%.

The thriving SPLCian economy, worth 406 trillion Banks a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is led by the Beef-Based Agriculture industry, with major contributions from Pizza Delivery, Information Technology, and Trout Farming. Average income is 46,422 Banks, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 184,495 per year while the poor average 7,878, a ratio of 23.4 to 1.

Hot dogs have been renamed lukewarm pigs, mechanics are often exhausted by their work, citizens receive notices of disenfranchisement along with their parking tickets, and childish pranks are no laughing matter. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. SPLC's national animal is the Legendary Card.

SPLC is ranked 92,132^nd in the world and 2^nd in The Cardtel for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 2,337.81 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.