The Republic of Urial73 is a colossal, efficient nation, remarkable for its compulsory military service, ubiquitous missile silos, and multi-spousal wedding ceremonies. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 7.39 billion Urial73ians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Industry. The average income tax rate is 51.4%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Urial73ian economy, worth a remarkable 1,468 trillion pounds a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched black market in Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, Basket Weaving, and Woodchip Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 198,660 pounds, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Disadvantaged neighbourhoods have become no-go areas after sundown, parents seeking custody have to write a five-thousand word analysis of their child's imaginary friend, high school bands practice by moonlight, and political commentators say that Leader's fruitcake plans are about to go pear-shaped. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Urial73's national animal is the horse, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Urial73 is ranked 33,734^th in the world and 2,141^st in Osiris for Lowest Crime Rates, with 80.6 law-abiding acts per hour.