The Republic of Greg Tucker is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by President with a fair hand, and remarkable for its national health service, pith helmet sales, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, democratic, humorless, devout population of 32.313 billion Greg Tuckerians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The minute government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Education, although Healthcare, Law & Order, and Public Transport are also considered important, while Social Policy and Spirituality are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Mill City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Greg Tuckerian economy, worth a remarkable 7,547 trillion tuckerrans a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 233,581 tuckerrans, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A handful of megacorporations own every "craft brewery" in the nation, search and rescue forces now accept cheques and all major credit cards, 'To Regulate And Beyond' is the unofficial motto of the Greg Tuckerian Space Agency, and cities are engulfed by smog. Crime, especially youth-related, is pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Greg Tucker's national animal is the monkey, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Greg Tucker is ranked 27,493^rd in the world and 281^st in the West Pacific for Nudest, with 211 Cheeks Per Square Mile.