The Republic of Phydios is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by President Ross with an even hand, and renowned for its museums and concert halls, anti-smoking policies, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 21.824 billion Phydiosians 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 large government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Sula. The average income tax rate is 92.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Phydiosian economy, worth a remarkable 3,909 trillion quinoes a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Information Technology, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 179,139 quinoes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Police officers find government bureaucracy more terrifying than most serial killers, government policy is dictated by a major religion, parents seeking custody have to write a five-thousand word analysis of their child's imaginary friend, and money grows on trees. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Phydios's national animal is the jaguar, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Phydios is ranked 306,293^rd in the world and 119^th in Right to Life for Largest Basket Weaving Sector, scoring -9.17 on the Hickory Productivity Index.