The Legend of Lower Phlebacite is a gargantuan, cultured nation, remarkable for its pith helmet sales, ubiquitous missile silos, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, humorless population of 12.66 billion Lower Phlebaciteans have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sirius EndJinn. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 3.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Lower Phlebacitean economy, worth a remarkable 4,932 trillion Marvins a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Information Technology, and Soda Sales. Black market activity is extensive. Average income is an amazing 389,607 Marvins, with the richest citizens earning 5.4 times as much as the poorest.

Government opponents tend to have their patents rejected immediately, female restaurant chefs are not allowed to have male customers, a burger chain recently changed its name to Mack Donaldz for legal reasons, and unused plastic recycling bins are being dumped into landfills by the tonne. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Lower Phlebacite's national animal is the Long Horned Gnubradoodle, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Lower Phlebacite is ranked 295,366^th in the world and 834^th in 10000 Islands for Lowest Crime Rates, with 4.44 law-abiding acts per hour.