The Republic of The Pierce is a huge, cultured nation, remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, rampant corporate plagiarism, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-working, democratic population of 246 million Pierceians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 25.2%.

The thriving Piercean economy, worth 16.0 trillion Franklins a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Door-to-door Insurance Sales industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Black market activity is notable. Average income is 65,203 Franklins, with the richest citizens earning 6.7 times as much as the poorest.

The armed forces are locked in an expensive and bloody war abroad to stamp out possible terrorists, peace talks occasionally rack up a higher body count than the wars they seek to stop, conductors wield diamond-encrusted batons to fit in with their freshly gilded surroundings, and commuters often break into synchronised para-para dancing for no reason at all. Crime, especially youth-related, is moderate, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. The Pierce's national animal is the Pierce, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

The Pierce is ranked 99,937^th in the world and 4,945^th in The North Pacific for Least Corrupt Governments, with 93.23 Percentage Of Bribes Refused.