The Republic of Arienos is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Consul Harrison with an even hand, and renowned for its national health service, pith helmet sales, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cheerful population of 12.661 billion Arenosians 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 tiny government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Arenburg. The average income tax rate is 1.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Arienosian economy, worth a remarkable 5,291 trillion Republic Credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an amazing 417,914 Republic Credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Every workday begins with group therapy, birdsong in the mountains has to be loud enough to drown out nearby jackhammers, a child's only Trickster Night scare is the sight of their parents dancing, and a suspicious number of John Smiths are known to donate to Arienosian politicians. Crime is totally unknown. Arienos's national animal is the Buzzard, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Arienos is ranked 15,260^th in the world and 14^th in The Kingdom of Great Britain for Lowest Crime Rates, with 93.92 law-abiding acts per hour.