The People's Republic of Wonreba is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by Tuur Vandecasteele with an iron fist, and notable for its national health service, suspicion of poets, and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 4.833 billion Wonrebans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Lenmark. The average income tax rate is 95.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Wonreban economy, worth 659 trillion Kolenas a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Furniture Restoration, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 136,517 Kolenas, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government extracts trade concessions from poor nations in exchange for humanitarian aid, morality classes are compulsory for all school students, cigarettes are dead-cheap, and phone taps are frequently carried out by the police. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wonreba's national animal is the Horse, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Wonreba is ranked 235,537^th in the world and 7^th in Pact of Mutual Friendship and Assistance for Fattest Citizens, with 8.11 Obesity Rate.