The Friendly Republic of Sensorland is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by Harper Huxley with a fair hand, and remarkable for its state-planned economy, keen interest in outer space, and smutty television. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 18.55 billion Sensorians 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 enormous, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Fort Triumph. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Sensorian economy, worth a remarkable 4,875 trillion Emeralds a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing and Tourism. Average income is an amazing 262,846 Emeralds, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Funeral directors are frequently looking at their watches during funerals, government officials who do an offal job get smoked, lovesick people are told 'it's not them, it's you', and a sudden shout of "surprise!" does not herald a party for teachers. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Sensorland's national animal is the owl, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is free thought.

Sensorland is ranked 310,932^nd in the world and 2,716^th in the West Pacific for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring -45.98 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.