The Republic of Pontbridge is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Stylesjl with a fair hand, and renowned for its national health service, punitive income tax rates, and spontaneously combusting cars. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 30.245 billion Pontbridgers hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small, liberal, outspoken government prioritizes Education, although Administration, Industry, and Environment are also considered important, while Spirituality receives no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pontbridge. The average income tax rate is 66.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Pontbridger economy, worth an astonishing 14,516 trillion Credits a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 479,947 Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

The restriction that you must be over 1.1 metres tall to ride a carnotaurus has recently been waived, Maxtopian tourists make expensive pilgrimages to Pontbridge to enjoy their national art, Pontbridge's iconic yellow taxis are nowhere to be seen, and the prevalence of circular logic frequently renders parliamentary observers dizzy. Crime is totally unknown. Pontbridge's national animal is the Eagle, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Pontbridge is ranked 293,730^th in the world and 7^th in Pontbridge Islands for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 15.91 on the Bus Surprisal Index.