The Colony of Ump362 is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, state-planned economy, and avowedly heterosexual populace. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 4.782 billion Ump362ians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 66.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Ump362ian economy, worth 821 trillion Golds a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 171,844 Golds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Tom and Jerry cartoons have cat and mouse resolving their problems with reasoned discussion, the nation's children are known for being even more apathetic and cynical than their parents, economic output is rising as the chronically depressed are persuaded not to burden society, and the sun rises an hour later on border communities. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Ump362's national animal is the Wolf, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Ump362 is ranked 179,791^st in the world and 7,093^rd in Balder for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 35.39 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.