The Republic of Wilkshire is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by President Paul Williams with an even hand, and remarkable for its complete lack of prisons, keen interest in outer space, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 37.379 billion Wilkshireans are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The enormous government juggles the competing demands of Environment, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Vasbury. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Wilkshirean economy, worth an astonishing 10,340 trillion wilkoes a year, is extremely specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 276,638 wilkoes, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation's navy has been named the scourge of the seven thousand seas, the silencing of dissent speaks volumes about the quality of Wilkshirean democracy, construction workers evacuate work sites after finding sharp rocks on the ground, and students are wary of colorfully decorated new teachers with names like Professor Pipsqueak. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wilkshire's national animal is the cat, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Wilkshire is ranked 153,121^st in the world and 6,712^th in The North Pacific for Most Pro-Market, scoring 25.56 on the Rand Index.