The Republic of Curative Agent 191 is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its frequent executions, smutty television, and strictly enforced bedtime. The hard-nosed, hard-working, devout population of 1.349 billion Curative Agent 191ians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 31.1%.

The strong Curative Agent 191ian economy, worth 72.7 trillion Credits a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Cheese Exports, and Book Publishing. Average income is 53,889 Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

Jabbing a baby's bottle at officials gets parents waved straight through immigration, the poor are forced into bankruptcy by their energy bills, Leader can cry on demand, and shell-shocked refugees are made to provide Immigration with lively renditions of 'Dancing Queen'. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Curative Agent 191's national animal is the Trout, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Curative Agent 191 is ranked 105,255^th in the world and 96^th in Blue Chevron for Most Advanced Public Transport, scoring 950.18 on the Societal Mobility Rating.