The Republic of Postmortem Realm is a gargantuan, pleasant nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, public floggings, and complete absence of social welfare. The hard-nosed, hard-working population of 10.782 billion Postmortem Realmians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 10.0%.

The strong Postmortem Realmian economy, worth 450 trillion wefwefwefs a year, is led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Automobile Manufacturing, Arms Manufacturing, and Furniture Restoration. Average income is 41,820 wefwefwefs, with the richest citizens earning 9.6 times as much as the poorest.

Sales of disinfectant wipes have skyrocketed, primary candidates are replaced if they fail to compliment Leader's hair, Leader tells rebellious ministers to "drop and give me twenty", and you need a signed affidavit from a registered psychiatrist to claim that you have crazy low prices. Crime is moderate. Postmortem Realm's national animal is the awefawef, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Postmortem Realm is ranked 124,302^nd in the world and 42^nd in 555 for Nicest Citizens, with 12 average smiles per day.