The Republic of Phydios is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by President Ross with a fair hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, ubiquitous missile silos, and triple-decker prams. The compassionate, democratic, devout population of 16.823 billion Phydiosians love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

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 89.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Phydiosian economy, worth a remarkable 2,795 trillion quinoes a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 166,185 quinoes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Foreign leaders with unpaid parking tickets are often refused entry, consumption of cat memes has skyrocketed, stealing from a clothesline is a serious offence, and there have been sightings of people walking around dressed in nothing but leopard-skin g-strings for 'religious reasons'. 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 270,993^rd in the world and 136^th in Right to Life for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring -14.9 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.