The Kingdom of Michas is a colossal, cultured nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, pith helmet sales, and compulsory military service. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless, devout population of 9.881 billion Michasians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The tiny, corrupt, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Defense, and Law & Order. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 3.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Michasian economy, worth a remarkable 2,989 trillion dollars a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Retail, Uranium Mining, and Gambling. Average income is an amazing 302,597 dollars, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 2,793,166 per year while the poor average 3,249, a ratio of 859 to 1.

The children of Michas are often remarked upon for their cheery attitude to extreme violence, government policy is dictated by a major religion, one does not simply walk into the tundra, and diners regard burgers made from mechanically reclaimed cow protein as "proper meat". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force. Michas's national animal is the lion, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Michas is ranked 239,865^th in the world and 198^th in The Western Isles for Most Advanced Public Transport, scoring -13.04 on the Societal Mobility Rating.