The Democratic Republic of Wamori is a gargantuan, orderly nation, ruled by Chairman Warrick Sliarr with an iron fist, and remarkable for its fear of technology, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 18.477 billion Wamorians 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 enormous, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Snuck. The average income tax rate is 83.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Wamorian economy, worth a remarkable 1,819 trillion Yoshis a year, is quite specialized and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Soda Sales and Book Publishing. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 98,481 Yoshis, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.7 times as much as the poorest.

Days begin with afternoon tea, a teen dramedy has been taken off air because the main villain is a man, out-of-work soldiers and bureaucrats can often be found camped out in front of manservant academies, and the government struggles to keep up with the endless list of petrol disasters. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wamori's national animal is the howler monkey, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Wamori is ranked 99,982^nd in the world and 7^th in Hartfelden for Most Primitive, scoring 2.6 on the Scary Big Number Scale.