The Republic of Point Nation is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, public floggings, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, devout population of 2.914 billion Point Nationians 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 large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 50.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient Point Nationian economy, worth 119 trillion kronor 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, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Furniture Restoration, and Book Publishing. 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 40,937 kronor, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

The needs of the living outweigh the needs of the dead, they unpaved paradise and tore up a parking lot (ooh, bop bop bop), when their backs are against the walls Point Nationians look out for gay men, and armed war-criminals gain asylum if deemed 'fabulous' enough. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Point Nation's national animal is the dolphin, which can occasionally be seen avoiding garbage in the nation's murky oceans.

Point Nation is ranked 258,635^th in the world and 91^st in Fukuoka for Highest Disposable Incomes, with 20,468.62 Standard Monetary Units.