The Federative Crowned Republic of Kirav is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by the Postmaster-General with an even hand, and remarkable for its deadly medical pandemics, unlimited-speed roads, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cheerful, devout population of 34.594 billion Kiravians enjoy some of the most opulent lifestyles in the region, unless they are unemployed or working-class, in which case they are variously starving to death or crippled by easily preventable diseases.

The minute, liberal, pro-business government, or what there is of one, prioritizes Education, although Defense is also considered important, while Law & Order and Welfare are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Kartika. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Kiravian economy, worth a remarkable 8,631 trillion saars a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Information Technology, and Gambling. Average income is an amazing 249,499 saars, with the richest citizens earning 5.9 times as much as the poorest.

The automotive industry soaks up huge government handouts, the national sporting identity is represented by a talking burger and a singing smartphone, governments opposing Kirav are beset by rebels, and Kiravian athletes are close to breaking the 2 minute mile and the 16 meter long jump. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Kirav's national animal is the storm petrel, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Kirav is ranked 13,689^th in the world and 3^rd in Greater Ixnay for Largest Retail Industry, scoring 9,371.73 on the Shrinkwrap Consignment Productivity Index.