The Borderlands of N24132 is a colossal, cultured nation, renowned for its pith helmet sales, infamous sell-swords, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 6.123 billion N24132ians 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 large, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 76.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient N24132ian economy, worth 853 trillion nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnns a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Retail, Woodchip Exports, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 139,356 nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnns, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

The inside lane of every highway is for parked vehicles only, the police crack down on tax evaders without mercy, N24132ian-made cars tend to catch fire in people's driveways, and RPG fans reminisce fondly about when people thought they were evil and dangerous rather than geeky and socially inept. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. N24132's national animal is the nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

N24132 is ranked 272,653^rd in the world and 9,920^th in Lazarus for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 37.04 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.