The World State Empire of ROLASS is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by President-Emperor Rolass with an iron fist, and remarkable for its zero percent divorce rate, pith helmet sales, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful, devout population of 20.839 billion Rolassias 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 government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, socially-minded, well-organized morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Reda. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Rolassian economy, worth a remarkable 6,297 trillion Slavic Zloties a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, and Information Technology. Average income is an amazing 302,219 Slavic Zloties, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Weird kids who eat bugs are breaking the law, citizens can be frequently spotted going about their business stark naked, politicians bribe ten-year-old geniuses to sit their aptitude tests, and a vast monorail network carries people all over the country. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. ROLASS's national animal is the Griffin, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Rolassian Roman Catholicism.

ROLASS is ranked 201,009^th in the world and 7^th in New World Alliance for Most Politically Free, scoring 21.86 on the Diebold Election Inking Scale.