The Republic of Clocale is a colossal, cultured nation, remarkable for its compulsory military service, avowedly heterosexual populace, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, devout population of 9.736 billion Clocaleans 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, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 52.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Clocalean economy, worth 618 trillion rupees a year, is led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Soda Sales, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 63,516 rupees, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Pregnant hitchhikers with signs requesting rides to "competent care" are a common sight on Clocalean roads, you can bet your bottom dollar that gambling will cost you an arm and a leg, beating enemies to death with a baseball bat is legal if done within nine innings, and hospitals have to sell their computers on vBay in order to afford the ransomware decryption payments. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Clocale's national animal is the unicorn, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Clocale is ranked 40,889^th in the world and 259^th in Artificial Solar System for Safest, scoring 105.35 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.