The Commonwealth of Fasire is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by gurlz with a fair hand, and notable for its pith helmet sales, irreverence towards religion, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 6.187 billion Fasireans 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 government — a sprawling, bureaucracy-choked, liberal morass — juggles the competing demands of Healthcare, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Fasiropolis. The average income tax rate is 84.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The very strong Fasirean economy, worth 405 trillion pesos a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is dominated by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Basket Weaving, and Cheese Exports. Average income is 65,579 pesos, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Faithful allies are always valued, Gurlz is called 'Patches' at international summits, elevator music has been replaced by thrash metal played at maximum volume, and Gurlz is considering changing the Fasirean flag to one with more glitter. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Fasire's national animal is the kangaroo, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Fasire is ranked 11,601^st in the world and 368^th in the South Pacific for Most Beautiful Environments, with 1,430.24 pounds of wildlife per square mile.