The Holy Empire of The Onigiri Enclave is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by Lord Nanfoodle with a fair hand, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, ritual sacrifices, and irreverence towards religion. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 7.616 billion Riceballs hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The large, outspoken government prioritizes Education, with Environment, Administration, and Healthcare also on the agenda, while Defense and Spirituality aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Wasabi Mysterium. The average income tax rate is 99.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Onigiri economy, worth a remarkable 1,791 trillion Turds a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 235,213 Turds, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Octogenarian swimsuit models insist that they've still got it, the nation is The Bunny Fire's leading manufacturer of intricately-patterned sweaters, all statues and paintings of dogs are being destroyed to avoid offending cat-lovers, and dubiously qualified East Lebatuckese doctors prescribe ice baths as a treatment for pneumonia. Crime is totally unknown. The Onigiri Enclave's national animal is the Fabulous Onigiri, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is The Order of the Onigiri.

The Onigiri Enclave is ranked 148,202^nd in the world and 3^rd in The Bunny Fire for Most Advanced Law Enforcement, scoring -10 on the Orwell Orderliness Index.