The 😁Ballpene Hammer😁 of Romhammer is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by sir welsey hammelton III with an even hand, and remarkable for its ritual sacrifices, ubiquitous missile silos, and complete absence of social welfare. The compassionate population of 15.464 billion Romhammerians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Education. The average income tax rate is 45.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The strong Romhammerian economy, worth 835 trillion Monies 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, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Gambling, and Book Publishing. 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 54,054 Monies, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.0 times as much as the poorest.

Counselors diagnose their clients with motherboard complexes, peace talks occasionally rack up a higher body count than the wars they seek to stop, police are arresting costumed characters at comic book conventions, and the term "Native Romhammerian" has been redefined as anyone with the same skin color as the majority. Crime, especially youth-related, is well under control, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Romhammer's national animal is the Vulture.

Romhammer is ranked 212,492^nd in the world and 226^th in LunarPunk for Lowest Crime Rates, with 58.58 law-abiding acts per hour.