The Empire of Garanga is a massive, orderly nation, renowned for its closed borders, ritual sacrifices, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 4.371 billion Garangans 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 enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Environment. The average income tax rate is 94.6%.

The thriving Garangan economy, worth 581 trillion Credits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, highly specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing, Trout Farming, and Furniture Restoration. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 133,017 Credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

High-income earners pay a 100% tax rate, if a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it... Garangan satellites can detect it, the government has officially clarified that "wee on your hands to save time" does not count as proper hygiene, and the fate of the world literally rests on Leader's fingers. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Garanga's national animal is the Bear, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Garanga is ranked 284,877^th in the world and 11,004^th in Balder for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring -15.85 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.