The Republic of Who-are-you is a massive, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, keen interest in outer space, and devotion to social welfare. The cynical population of 2.653 billion Who-are-youans are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The enormous government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Education, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 74.5%.

The Who-are-youan economy, worth 136 trillion pesos a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Uranium Mining, and Door-to-door Insurance Sales. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is 51,592 pesos, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.4 times as much as the poorest.

The term cold case has taken on a very literal meaning, flatulent people are left to die of cancer at the end of hospital waiting lists, asking 'does my bum look big in this?' leads to 30 hours of self-esteem classes, and droves of former desperados are applying to join the border police. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Who-are-you's national animal is the dolphin, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways.

Who-are-you is ranked 208,362^nd in the world and 149^th in Dimmersun for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 49.5 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.