The Commonwealth of Arucaria is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by President James Reed with a fair hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, aversion to nipples, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic population of 5.398 billion Arucarians enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

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 27.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Arucarian economy, worth a remarkable 1,144 trillion credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Automobile Manufacturing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an amazing 212,060 credits, but there is an enormous disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,192,174 per year while the poor average 18,638, a ratio of 64.0 to 1.

Foreigners with shady pasts are fleeing the country, heartfelt sentiments are mercilessly marketed by a million-credit treacle machine, a milk bath costs more than bathing in money, and giggling elementary school newspaper reporters want to know why President James Reed is a silly poophead. 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 47,507^th in the world and 1,533^rd in The North Pacific for Lowest Crime Rates, with 75.05 law-abiding acts per hour.