The Holy Empire of Pogaria is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Emperor Emmanuel with a fair hand, and remarkable for its smutty television, pith helmet sales, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 43.386 billion Pogarians 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.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, socially-minded government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Dominion. The income tax rate is 100%.

The enormous but sluggish Pogarian economy, worth a remarkable 3,467 trillion kosses a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Book Publishing industry. Average income is 79,925 kosses, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

At least 1% of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs budget goes to Emperor Emmanuel's wardrobe, designer truncheons are the latest law enforcement fashion craze, the government has officially clarified that "wee on your hands to save time" does not count as proper hygiene, and the nation's smallest phoenixball teams trade draft picks for a free lunch. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pogaria's national animal is the phoenix, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Truthism.

Pogaria is ranked 303,264^th in the world and 11^th in The Empire for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 16.47 on the Bus Surprisal Index.