The Republic of Consul175 is a very large, safe nation, notable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 298 million Consul175ians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 42.3%.

The Consul175ian economy, worth 11.5 trillion pounds a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Woodchip Exports industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Cheese Exports, and Automobile Manufacturing. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 38,756 pounds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.6 times as much as the poorest.

The reams of paperwork accompanying any electronic item are a recognised contributor to national deforestation, doctors prescribe medicines but they rarely dispense hope or compassion, prison walls have had to be modified to keep parkour-trained criminals from escaping, and euthanasia is legal. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Consul175's national animal is the crocodile, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Consul175 is ranked 283,728^th in the world and 155^th in Lower Llobregat for Largest Populations, with 298 million capita.