The Legend of Lower Phlebacite is a gargantuan, cultured nation, remarkable for its museums and concert halls, enslaved workforce, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 12.805 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. The average income tax rate is 3.6%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Lower Phlebacitean economy, worth a remarkable 5,099 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 rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 398,268 Marvins, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.7 times as much as the poorest.

It is mandatory to learn evolution in schools, candlelit dinners are less romantic with a flickering LED, citizens drive tank-like vehicles with mounted machine guns, and meat prices are soaring as the farming industry struggle under government-imposed restrictions. 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 270,929^th in the world and 774^th in 10000 Islands for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 37.79 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.