The Commonwealth of Comm Pton is a massive, genial nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, infamous sell-swords, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, hard-working population of 2.147 billion Comm Ptonians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The medium-sized, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Education, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 69.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Comm Ptonian economy, worth 300 trillion lire a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an impressive 139,847 lire, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 742,523 per year while the poor average 13,915, a ratio of 53.4 to 1.

The number of eyes rolled per maths lesson is increasing exponentially, signs saying "No Poor People or Weirdoes" are common outside shops and cafés, dictators have dubbed Comm Pton the land of lunatics, and grannies get pulled over for knitting pullovers while driving. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Comm Pton's national animal is the dolphin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Comm Pton is ranked 240,187^th in the world and 1,010^th in Europeia for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring -3.1 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.