The Republic of Manticore utopia is a colossal, socially progressive nation, ruled by Leader with a fair hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, hard-working, democratic population of 8.306 billion Manticore utopians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The relatively small, outspoken government prioritizes Education, although Industry, Environment, and Administration are also considered important, while Spirituality and Social Policy are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Babylon. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 20.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Manticore utopian economy, worth a remarkable 2,660 trillion manticore meticals a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 320,271 manticore meticals, but there is a large disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,203,716 per year while the poor average 59,486, a ratio of 20.2 to 1.

Government officials are held to the highest standard of morality, selling your granddad's clothes requires an incredible amount of paperwork, boot polish is the favourite lip gloss of entry-level corporate workers, and Leader spends weekends doing the laundry of foreign leaders. Crime is totally unknown. Manticore utopia's national animal is the multiheaded manticore, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Agnosticism.

Manticore utopia is ranked 3,858^th in the world and 228^th in The North Pacific for Longest Average Lifespans, with 91.04 Years.