The Federation of Impil is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its parental licensing program, pith helmet sales, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 4.739 billion Impilese are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Law & Order, Education, and Industry also on the agenda. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Miran. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 48.2%.

The frighteningly efficient Impilese economy, worth 546 trillion lire a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 115,277 lire, but there is a significant disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 331,940 per year while the poor average 31,798, a ratio of 10.4 to 1.

Theft is considered to be okay if the crime happened a long time ago, military pilots spend more time scraping feathers off their engines than flying their aircraft, the lasting legacy of the current generation is a million years of buried radioactivity, and the wheel has been patented by at least a hundred people. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Impil's national animal is the tiger, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Impil is ranked 234,918^th in the world and 23^rd in Vitorus for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 47.56 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.