The United Communes of Dyl is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, pith helmet sales, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 4.7 billion Dylians 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, Administration, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 97.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Dylian economy, worth 671 trillion Gold bars 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 Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 142,844 Gold bars, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Cogitators and mass debaters are skiving off work to hang around the National Symposium Park, the new national mascot has to be wheeled onto the field of play, all the world's a stage for Dylian political theatrics, and kindergartners' favourite dance move is the stop-drop-and-roll. Crime is totally unknown. Dyl's national animal is the Dolphin, which frolics freely in the nation's sparkling oceans.

Dyl is ranked 6,560^th in the world and 59^th in The Leftist Assembly for Smartest Citizens, with 113 quips per hour.