The Holy Empire of The Polar Onion is a gargantuan, safe nation, renowned for its state-planned economy and stringent health and safety legislation. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 11.884 billion Polar Onionians 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 large, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 47.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but stagnant Polar Onionian economy, worth 121 trillion currencies a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, quite specialized black market in Trout Farming, Soda Sales, Basket Weaving, and Cheese Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 10,243 currencies, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Military spending recently hit a new high, phone taps are frequently carried out by the police, the government is well known for declaring war on other countries for suspected slights, and bombs are permitted on planes for the 'security of the passengers'. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. The Polar Onion's national animal is the animal, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

The Polar Onion is ranked 149,124^th in the world and 1^st in The Southern Arctic Isles for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring 96.61 on the Clooney Contribution Index.