The Librolcord of Ocelera is a titanic, efficient nation, remarkable for its complete lack of prisons, otherworldly petting zoo, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 11.962 billion Ocelerans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The large, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 60.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Oceleran economy, worth a remarkable 1,308 trillion florins a year, is quite specialized and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Information Technology, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 109,428 florins, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

A cyber-war between file sharers and the music industry formats hard drives across the country, army rations are served on silver platters, young children are learning advanced physics to scientifically disprove the existence of Santa Claus, and domestic cruise ships fly the Oceleran flag out of fear of being blown up. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Ocelera's national animal is the swan, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Ocelera is ranked 243,901^st in the world and 4,179^th in eta for Safest, scoring 33.9 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.