The Republic of Alichino is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Superstuff with an even hand, and notable for its disturbing lack of elderly people, avant-garde cinema, and compulsory military service. The hard-nosed, humorless, devout population of 7.826 billion Alichinoans, 7.504 billion of whom are zombies, 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, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Supermen. The average income tax rate is 57.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Alichinoan economy, worth a remarkable 1,784 trillion Golds a year, is broadly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Woodchip Exports, and Furniture Restoration. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 174,641 Golds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Trade policy consists of ganging up on the new guy, roads are often attended by round-the-clock construction crews, the government seizes corporate assets it deems 'scary enough', and people accuse the government of being in bed with Big Safety. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Alichino's national animal is the Cow, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Superism.

Alichino is ranked 15,384^th in the world and 179^th in Home Sweet 9003 for Nudest, with 787 cheeks per square mile.