The Accidentally Socialist Weebs of Wehraboos is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Manami-chan with a fair hand, and notable for its soft-spoken computers, pith helmet sales, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, democratic population of 12.706 billion Wehraboosians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large, liberal, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ouka Town. The average income tax rate is 98.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Wehraboosian economy, worth a remarkable 3,013 trillion Body Pillows a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing and Tourism. Average income is an amazing 237,182 Body Pillows, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

People make a career out of medical voyeurism, saying "don't do anything that Manami-chan wouldn't do" doesn't exclude a great deal, defense lawyers suggestively note to juries how flagrantly happy victims were, and cleaners are very careful not to bump into the big red button on Manami-chan's desk. Crime is totally unknown. Wehraboos's national animal is the Baka, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Weeabooism.

Wehraboos is ranked 10,910^th in the world and 301^st in the South Pacific for Highest Food Quality, scoring 155.33 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.