The Republic of Crown 11 is a colossal, efficient nation, renowned for its keen interest in outer space, smutty television, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, devout population of 6.864 billion Crown 11ians 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 medium-sized government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Law & Order, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 57.1%.

The thriving Crown 11ian economy, worth 567 trillion salts a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Uranium Mining, and Information Technology. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 82,709 salts, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.9 times as much as the poorest.

Diaper ads feature vertically-challenged adults wearing bootees, being able to unblock a u-bend pipe is considered a universally essential skill, immigrants are required to salute the flag five times a day, and street crime is on the rise as police officers spend most of their time in prisons. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Crown 11's national animal is the llama, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Crown 11 is ranked 251,199^th in the world and 9,327^th in Lazarus for Highest Food Quality, scoring 7.55 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.