The Federal Republic of Polava is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by jimmy with an iron fist, and remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.404 billion Polavans are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The large, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Industry, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of polava city. The average income tax rate is 67.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Polavan economy, worth 246 trillion marks a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, and Information Technology. Black market activity is frequent. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 102,378 marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The government is a proud sponsor of the National Gaming Association, homeowners are evicted to make way for new runways, Maxtopian tourists make expensive pilgrimages to polava city to enjoy their national art, and childish pranks are no laughing matter. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Polava's national animal is the salmon, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans, and its national religion is Judaism.

Polava is ranked 106,012^th in the world and 30^th in Spiritus for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 1,581.72 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.