The Republic of Carambola Pizza is a massive, safe nation, remarkable for its lack of airports, pith helmet sales, and anti-smoking policies. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 1.888 billion Carambola Pizzans are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, moralistic government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 54.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Carambola Pizzan economy, worth 128 trillion pizzas a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Woodchip Exports, Automobile Manufacturing, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 68,116 pizzas, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The regional delicacy of chocolate bombes is deadlier than an unexploded bomb, psychiatrists bizarrely accompany Leader to meetings with foreign heads of state, squatters are reclaiming abandoned igloos, and scientists spend more time enduring government inspections than they do on actual science. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Carambola Pizza's national animal is the carambola, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Carambola Pizza is ranked 45,685^th in the world and 2,789^th in Osiris for Lowest Crime Rates, with 75.53 law-abiding acts per hour.