The Democratic Republic of Countriopia is a gargantuan, cultured nation, remarkable for its soft-spoken computers, free-roaming dinosaurs, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 30.326 billion Countriopians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, liberal, socially-minded, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Biseru. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Countriopian economy, worth an astonishing 15,288 trillion Rotons a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. Average income is a breathtaking 504,153 Rotons, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

There's a shortage of swinging hot spots as land development grinds to a halt, banning party poppers has been a real party pooper, traumatised refugees have a full bedpan shoved into their hands along with their immigration papers, and things are looking up for patients accidentally prescribed erectile dysfunction medication. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Countriopia's national animal is the Countriopian Bear, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Countriopia is ranked 90^th in the world and 1^st in Solidaritat for Most Cultured, scoring 900 on the Snufflebottom-Wiggendum Pentatonic Scale.