The Plucky Pacifican of Wymondham is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Wym with an iron fist, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, compulsory military service, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-working, cynical population of 4.503 billion Wymondhamians 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 relatively small, moralistic, well-organized government prioritizes Education, although Welfare, Healthcare, and Defense are also considered important, while Spirituality and Environment receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Old Wymondham. The average income tax rate is 15.3%.

The strong Wymondhamian economy, worth 278 trillion Par Coins a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Black market activity is notable. Average income is 61,793 Par Coins, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.9 times as much as the poorest.

Droves of former desperados are applying to join the border police, the crispy fried liver of a Were pig is prized as a tasty treat by vagrants, political speeches always take place at sunset to a background of patriotic power ballads, and old dogs don't have to learn new tricks but they have to prove they haven't forgotten old ones. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, despite the fact that it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many laws. Wymondham's national animal is the Were pig, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Wymondham is ranked 47,300^th in the world and 19^th in Pacifica for Highest Economic Output, with 278 trillion Standard Monetary Units.