The Aeonian Citadel of Darakin is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Ashton Q Westchester III with a fair hand, and renowned for its state-planned economy, national health service, and restrictive gun laws. The compassionate, democratic, devout population of 41.668 billion Darakini 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 relatively small, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Darakin Citadel. The average income tax rate is 14.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but stagnant Darakini economy, worth 203 trillion shmingels a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is mostly comprised of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, although the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 4,886 shmingels, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

No one is quite sure what many government officials look like, neon signs promoting safe driving often distract drivers, candidates make campaign speeches at the funerals of former rivals, and both diets and economic output are growing leaner with recent restrictions to free trade. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Darakin's national animal is the puma, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Darakin is ranked 6,121^st in the world and 163^rd in the South Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 58.24 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.