The Republic of Manticore utopia is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Cat with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, smutty television, and absence of drug laws. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 11.884 billion Manticore utopians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The tiny, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Babylon. The average income tax rate is 1.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Manticore utopian economy, worth a remarkable 4,509 trillion manticore meticals a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 379,476 manticore meticals, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.6 times as much as the poorest.

The new iVote app allows representatives to vote on legislation by launching ill-tempered birds and matching candies, a survey of the nation's rivers and children has shown that pesticide levels are at an all-time regional high, graffiti graces every city's streets, and paralegals spend all day Hewlett-Packing attorneys' law briefs. Crime is totally unknown. Manticore utopia's national animal is the cow, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Agnosticism.

Manticore utopia is ranked 245,384^th in the world and 9,417^th in The North Pacific for Most Politically Apathetic Citizens, with 4.62 Whatever.