The Republic of Olongon is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Ollah with a fair hand, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, pith helmet sales, and sprawling nuclear power plants. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 13.818 billion Olongonians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The minute, corrupt, liberal, pro-business, outspoken government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Industry, with Administration, Defense, and Welfare also on the agenda, while Law & Order and Spirituality are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Olontopia. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Olongonian economy, worth a remarkable 5,665 trillion kilos a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Retail, Gambling, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 410,022 kilos, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

It is not politically correct to suspect that a serially convicted burglar might steal again, Jennifer Government is a bestseller, interest in globalism never flags, and Dàguó lanterns outnumber streetlights in major cities. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Olongon's national animal is the falcon, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Olongon is ranked 4,920^th in the world and 36^th in the South Pacific for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 57,234.97 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.