The Autocratic Republic of Vexilia is a colossal, orderly nation, ruled by President Teethy Phoenix with an iron fist, and remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, compulsory military service, and parental licensing program. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 8.784 billion Vexilians 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, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Phoenix. The average income tax rate is 98.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Vexilian economy, worth a remarkable 3,145 trillion Pounds 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, quite specialized black market in Arms Manufacturing and Information Technology. 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 an amazing 358,050 Pounds, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Exceptionally healthy police officers can sprint after crooks for hours on end, the government's giant servers are often used as a tourist trap, police nightsticks see use all day long, and businesses are abandoning the city centre because of the lack of transport connections. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Vexilia's national animal is the Orca, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Vexilia is ranked 761^st in the world and 36^th in The North Pacific for Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector, scoring 73,203.53 on the Charon Conveyancy Index.