The Mighty Militaristic Empire of Oghin is a gargantuan, safe nation, remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, public floggings, and prohibition of alcohol. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 44.539 billion Oghinians are ruled with an iron fist by the corrupt, dictatorship government, which oppresses anyone who isn't on the board of a Fortune 500 company. Large corporations tend to be above the law, and use their financial clout to gain ever-increasing government benefits at the expense of the poor and unemployed.

The relatively small, moralistic, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Law & Order also on the agenda, while Environment and Social Policy receive no funds. The average income tax rate is 31.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Oghinian economy, worth an astonishing 10,391 trillion maddicks a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 233,301 maddicks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

Citizens live in superstitious fear of the mysterious glowing clouds that float over Oghin, the nation's infamous boot camp is more brutal than most battlefields, politicians are often seen with soldiers pointing guns at their heads, and the country has been 'going shopping' by annexing nearby nations for their resources. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Oghin's national animal is the pidgeon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Oghin is ranked 2,708^th in the world and 2^nd in Nasicournia for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring 10,170.46 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.