The Republic of Nickyuwu 180 is a massive, pleasant nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, soft-spoken computers, and smutty television. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 1.401 billion Nickyuwu 180ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 31.2%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Nickyuwu 180ian economy, worth 88.3 trillion deniers 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 large, well-organized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Automobile Manufacturing, Gambling, and Information Technology. 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 63,031 deniers, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Fair-weather fans talk during plays while die-hard theatre enthusiasts stay at home, reassembling shredded papers is the highlight of a spy's day, the urinary fragrance of seedier establishments is thankfully hidden by the smell of stale smoke, and the navy is hoping to hear the enemy shout "you sank my battleship!". Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Nickyuwu 180's national animal is the penguin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Nickyuwu 180 is ranked 227,996^th in the world and 2,187^th in Danish Wonderland for Safest, scoring 35.67 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.