The Republic of 407 is a huge, genial nation, notable for its ban on automobiles, keen interest in outer space, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, humorless, devout population of 618 million 407ians are highly moralistic and fiercely conservative, in the sense that they tend to believe most things should be outlawed. People who have good jobs and work quietly at them are lauded; others are viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 48.6%.

The all-consuming 407ian economy, worth 56.7 trillion currencies a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Arms Manufacturing. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 91,699 currencies, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 400,088 per year while the poor average 13,280, a ratio of 30.1 to 1.

Soldiers who shoot themselves in the foot are regarded as heroes, aristocratic family trees are beginning to resemble tumbleweeds, forty-year-old men are asked for their ID before watching the latest pony cartoon movies, and the country's population is reported with a margin of error of several billions. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. 407's national animal is the animal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

407 is ranked 54,188^th in the world and 61^st in Charleslandia for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring 4,517.81 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.