The People's Republic of Capablanca is a huge, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by The Most Random of Numbers with a fair hand, and remarkable for its state-planned economy, pith helmet sales, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, democratic population of 976 million Capablancans are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Golden City of Congress. The average income tax rate is 86.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Capablancan economy, worth 128 trillion Freedollars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an impressive 131,699 Freedollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Victims of limb-mauling industrial accidents are told to keep working with their remaining hand, the 'Museum Of Stuff We Stole' is a tourist favourite, roads are often attended by round-the-clock construction crews, and the new national campaign exhorts men to "Show Some Class - Don't Sit On Your Ass". Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Capablanca's national animal is the Bureaucrat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Capablanca is ranked 9,487^th in the world and 477^th in The North Pacific for Largest Welfare Programs, scoring 5,001.95 on the Safety Net Mesh Density Rating.