The Supranational Confederation of Veleste is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Moro-Aldo with a fair hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and smutty television. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 14.348 billion Velestians 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.

The large, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Port of Caneva. The average income tax rate is 99.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Velestean economy, worth a remarkable 4,240 trillion labour notes a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 295,519 labour notes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Paralegals spend all day Hewlett-Packing attorneys' law briefs, a third of Velestians are e-certified CEOs, violently opinionated speakers can be heard preaching their hateful views on every street corner, and deceased politicians spam the public with thousands of AI-generated voicemails. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Veleste's national animal is the Buteogallus solitarius, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Veleste is ranked 248,966^th in the world and 175^th in The Western Isles for Greatest Rich-Poor Divides, with 1.45 Rich To Poor Income Ratio.