The Republic of Curative Agent 192 is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, public floggings, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, devout population of 1.36 billion Curative Agent 192ians 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 medium-sized, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Healthcare, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 28.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The Curative Agent 192ian economy, worth 49.9 trillion Credits a year, is led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Door-to-door Insurance Sales, Pizza Delivery, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 36,666 Credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Chain-gangs are often seen toting barges and lifting bales, religious bigotry and a fear of outsiders have replaced religious studies in schools, equality looks curiously unequal, and the nation gives peace a chance - usually one in a million. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force. Curative Agent 192's national animal is the Trout.

Curative Agent 192 is ranked 270,732^nd in the world and 329^th in Blue Chevron for Largest Timber Woodchipping Industry, scoring -5.1 on the Tasmanian Pulp Environmental Export Index.