The Rogue Nation of Nebelmark is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its state-planned economy, avowedly heterosexual populace, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 1.385 billion Nebelmarkians 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 large, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 55.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but inefficient Nebelmarkian economy, worth 59.9 trillion energy credits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient black market in Arms Manufacturing, Automobile Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Basket Weaving. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 43,245 energy credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Research grant proposals read like political diatribes, the nation's diplomatic missives are now delivered via sniper rifle, kindergartners' favourite dance move is the stop-drop-and-roll, and kindergartners love the free balloons that their schools give them. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Nebelmark's national animal is the jellyfish, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Nebelmark is ranked 92,642^nd in the world and 102^nd in Stars Above for Largest Pizza Delivery Sector, scoring 2,219.11 on the Pepperoni Propulsion Productivity Index.