The Republic of Astivimule is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its enslaved workforce, keen interest in outer space, and zero percent divorce rate. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 2.578 billion Astivimuleans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 35.0%.

The powerhouse Astivimulean economy, worth 304 trillion marks a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a large, well-organized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 118,145 marks, with the richest citizens earning 9.0 times as much as the poorest.

The nation has always been at war with Moltovea, the nation's diplomatic missives are now delivered via sniper rifle, interviewees for teaching jobs are waterboarded to "reveal undesirable histories", and programmes of questionable content are shown at peak-hours. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Astivimule's national animal is the parrot, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Astivimule is ranked 165,953^rd in the world and 3,623^rd in The North Pacific for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 195.38 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.