The Republic of Amunne Alls is a colossal, efficient nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, irreverence towards religion, and suspicion of poets. The hard-working population of 7.965 billion Amunne Allsians are either ruled by a sleek, efficient government or a conglomerate of multinational corporations; it's difficult to tell which.

The tiny government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Healthcare, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 8.2%.

The very strong Amunne Allsian economy, worth 412 trillion marks a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Pizza Delivery, Book Publishing, and Automobile Manufacturing. Average income is 51,742 marks, with the richest citizens earning 7.9 times as much as the poorest.

Corporations claim the third ounce of any metal traded in a wicker-cone on the Sunday of a full moon as a charitable expense, the Amunne Alls City Prison Revue puts on a better stage show than anything in the Theatre District, commuters are denied boarding for attempting to bring packed lunches onto trains, and Leader has just been declared ruler of Amunne Alls in an international press conference. Crime is a problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Amunne Alls's national animal is the crocodile, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Amunne Alls is ranked 256,540^th in the world and 99^th in Middle Earth for Lowest Crime Rates, with 48.45 law-abiding acts per hour.