The Community of Nethervale is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Jason the First with a fair hand, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, irreverence towards religion, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 1.668 billion Nethervaleans are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Downtown. The average income tax rate is 88.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Nethervalean economy, worth 195 trillion stags a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 117,256 stags, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Occam's razor has sliced to pieces any childhood belief in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, ship captains always order a return to port at the slightest sign of rain, foreign governments are threatened if they so much as mention the word "election", and witnesses have to run a gauntlet of mob enforcers to testify at trials. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Nethervale's national animal is the stag, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is none.

Nethervale is ranked 3,876^th in the world and 116^th in the South Pacific for Safest, scoring 132.66 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.