The Galactic Federation of Odinburgh is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by President Alexander Falkenrath with an iron fist, and renowned for its pith helmet sales, state-planned economy, and sprawling nuclear power plants. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful population of 16.401 billion Odinburghians 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, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Thorheim. The average income tax rate is 88.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Odinburghian economy, worth a remarkable 3,653 trillion Odurus a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 222,741 Odurus, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Where there's a will there is usually a password manager, the government sends submarines to retrieve bodies from shipwrecked submarines, the automobile industry is sitting up and taking notice of the new 24 hour race events... as are the track's sleepless neighbours, and the people are famous throughout the region for their bleached-white teeth. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Odinburgh's national animal is the Raven, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Norse.

Odinburgh is ranked 96,463^rd in the world and 40^th in Novus Lucidum for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring zero on the Clooney Contribution Index.