The Republic of P390 is a very large, safe nation, remarkable for its public floggings, lack of airports, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed population of 277 million P390ians are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 37.1%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong P390ian economy, worth 15.3 trillion złoties a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Trout Farming, Arms Manufacturing, and Basket Weaving. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 55,306 złoties, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.9 times as much as the poorest.

Women who can do math in their head are burned for witchcraft, people who tease dwarfs are being cut down to size, P390 has designated P390 City as its capital city, and road signs are getting harder to read under layers of knitted woolen cardigans. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. P390's national animal is the python, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

P390 is ranked 289,771^st in the world and 1,765^th in the Rejected Realms for Largest Populations, with 277 million capita.