The Collective of Wineclaw is a gargantuan, genial nation, notable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, daily referendums, and devotion to social welfare. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 12.995 billion Wineclaws are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, outspoken morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Environment. The average income tax rate is 95.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Wineclaw economy, worth a remarkable 1,532 trillion cells a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 117,914 cells, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The sun now sets on the Wineclaw Empire, the government has officially clarified that "wee on your hands to save time" does not count as proper hygiene, the new one cell coin also makes a handy throwing-star, and adults pretending to be teenage girls claim to have wholesome motives. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Wineclaw's national animal is the peregrine falcon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Wineclaw is ranked 167,508^th in the world and 7,437^th in The North Pacific for Largest Soda Pop Sector, scoring -5.2 on the Addison-Fukk Productivity Rating.