The People's Republic of Strindle is a huge, efficient nation, notable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, daily referendums, and hatred of cheese. The compassionate, democratic population of 739 million Strindleans are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Rio-Upon-Avon. The average income tax rate is 86.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Strindlean economy, worth 66.2 trillion dabloons 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 mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Trout Farming and Book Publishing. Average income is 89,645 dabloons, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

It's all white elephants on parade, graffiti graces every city's streets, top government officials are seen nervously grocery shopping among the general public, and Leader has promised 'power to the puppies'. Crime is totally unknown. Strindle's national animal is the fox, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Strindle is ranked 16,324^th in the world and 16^th in Fallen Nations for Smartest Citizens, with 74.93 quips per hour.