The Republic of Pontbridge is a gargantuan, socially progressive nation, ruled by Stylesjl with a fair hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, pith helmet sales, and spontaneously combusting cars. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, cheerful population of 31.492 billion Pontbridgers hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The relatively small, liberal, outspoken government prioritizes Education, although Administration, Industry, and Environment are also considered important, while Spirituality is ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pontbridge. The average income tax rate is 49.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Pontbridger economy, worth an astonishing 15,373 trillion Credits a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 488,167 Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.2 times as much as the poorest.

School nurse's offices feature full-service operating suites, it's illegal to be caught on tape, the government defends a woman's right to choose, and grinding bureaucracy has the international wheels of justice turning slowly. Crime is totally unknown. Pontbridge's national animal is the Eagle, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Pontbridge is ranked 158^th in the world and 1^st in Pontbridge Islands for Safest, scoring 216.44 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.