The Galactik Imperium of Velon is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by SQUEE with a fair hand, and renowned for its museums and concert halls, strictly enforced bedtime, and complete absence of social welfare. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 28.611 billion velonians 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 tiny government is effectively ruled by the Department of Education, with Public Transport, Healthcare, and Environment also on the agenda, while Spirituality and Defense aren't funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of poopopolis. The average income tax rate is 1.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The enormous but inefficient velonian economy, worth a remarkable 4,702 trillion donut holes a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Information Technology, and Cheese Exports. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 164,374 donut holes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Drones are unable to lift the weight of their accompanying paperwork, the nation's politicians are known more for the internet memes they spawn than any of their accomplishments, death row inmates cower in fear at the phrase "one-year anniversary", and it's been a banner year for local vexillology. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Velon's national animal is the piggus chunkus, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Velon is ranked 144,896^th in the world and 7,497^th in The North Pacific for Most Armed, with 0.15 Weapons Per Person.