The Republic of Baeria is a gargantuan, safe nation, renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, aversion to nipples, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, democratic, humorless, devout population of 11.2 billion Baerians are known throughout the region for their efficiency and work ethic, as well as their general suspicion of leisure.

The tiny government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. The average income tax rate is 3.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Baerian economy, worth a remarkable 2,063 trillion dollars a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 184,226 dollars, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.6 times as much as the poorest.

There's a hole in the heart of every Baerian city, companies have begun running campaigns to stop people from remembering their brand name, road rage is rarer but more terminal now that many people drive fully-operational battle tanks to work, and the government is engaging in an agricultural trade war with Maxtopia. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Baeria's national animal is the falcon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Baeria is ranked 5,430^th in the world and 12^th in The Western Isles for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 544.56 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.