The Republic of Hell but slightly better is a massive, cultured nation, notable for its pith helmet sales and compulsory military service. The compassionate, democratic population of 2.768 billion Hell but slightly betterians 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 government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Welfare, and Education. The average income tax rate is 17.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but underdeveloped Hell but slightly betterian economy, worth 94.4 trillion cocs a year, is led by the Trout Farming industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Tourism, and Uranium Mining. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 34,106 cocs, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.7 times as much as the poorest.

Emojis are the soul of wit, all government facilities are built in the subterranean citadel of Hell but slightly better City, nothing gets the party jumping like Leader specifying how high, and Leader has just been declared ruler of Hell but slightly better in an international press conference. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Hell but slightly better's national animal is the creeper.

Hell but slightly better is ranked 86,906^th in the world and 3,797^th in Lazarus for Safest, scoring 87.23 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.