The Republic of Urial16 is a colossal, efficient nation, notable for its smutty television, pith helmet sales, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.356 billion Urial16ians are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The medium-sized, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 85.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Urial16ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,977 trillion dollars a year, is broadly diversified and mostly comprised of black market activity, especially in Arms Manufacturing, Woodchip Exports, Information Technology, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 268,838 dollars, with the richest citizens earning 7.7 times as much as the poorest.

Lifeguards are more concerned with watching for sharks than struggling swimmers, lending firms are subject to strict government regulations, a blood-red mark on the doorframe means a building must be passed over for destruction, and people who get diabetes can sue donut manufacturers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Urial16's national animal is the lion, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Urial16 is ranked 6,921^st in the world and 348^th in Balder for Lowest Crime Rates, with 108.8 law-abiding acts per hour.