The Space Colony of K2-18b is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, frequent executions, and enforced nudity. The compassionate, hard-working, cynical population of 9.893 billion K2-18bians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 30.5%.

The K2-18bian economy, worth 567 trillion Cookies a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Door-to-door Insurance Sales, and Uranium Mining. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 57,352 Cookies, with the richest citizens earning 7.4 times as much as the poorest.

The wreckages of bombed planes that litter K2-18b are highly popular tourist destinations, Leader is described as an everyday person with normal tastes and the usual interests, doctors will keep brain-dead coma patients ventilated for years in order to avoid accusations of allowing people to die, and large sections of K2-18b have been named national reserves to protect the native tribes living there. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. K2-18b's national animal is the Eevee, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

K2-18b is ranked 140,673^rd in the world and 95^th in Resuscitation for Lowest Crime Rates, with 61.77 law-abiding acts per hour.