The Commonwealth of Arucaria is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by President James Reed with a fair hand, and notable for its aversion to nipples, sprawling nuclear power plants, and keen interest in outer space. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 5.538 billion Arucarians live in a state of perpetual fear, as a complete breakdown of social order has led to the rise of order through biker gangs.

The relatively small, liberal, pro-business government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Welfare, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Prime City. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 22.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Arucarian economy, worth a remarkable 1,176 trillion credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Automobile Manufacturing, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 212,448 credits, with the richest citizens earning 7.3 times as much as the poorest.

City rooftops are pockmarked with the shattered remains of high velocity delivery drones, waste is frequently shipped to other countries, hundreds of thousands of convicts work as slaves in Arucaria's many privately-owned prisons, and businesses often fire workers in favour of cheaper automatic systems. Crime is totally unknown. Arucaria's national animal is the eagle, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Arucaria is ranked 260,881^st in the world and 5,595^th in The North Pacific for Most Patriotic, with 1.26 flags saluted per person per day.