The Stone of Sylestone is a titanic, genial nation, ruled by A Fridge with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, smutty television, and pith helmet sales. The compassionate population of 17.798 billion Sylestoneans 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 enormous government juggles the competing demands of Environment, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Avondale. The average income tax rate is 95.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Sylestonean economy, worth a remarkable 2,281 trillion Rubber Chickens a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Information Technology, and Basket Weaving. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 128,163 Rubber Chickens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Politicians are often seen attending regional history classes at primary schools within their constituencies, genetic researchers have been expelled, dreams of entering the Super League have been relegated to the history books, and grocery stores can be audibly identified by the giggling emerging from them. Crime is totally unknown. Sylestone's national animal is the Margaret, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is None.

Sylestone is ranked 7,540^th in the world and 10^th in Esportiva for Most Developed, scoring 92.3 on the Human Development Index.