The Community of Fenthra is a massive, cultured nation, ruled by Sarah Melltrophe with an even hand, and renowned for its complete lack of prisons, avowedly heterosexual populace, and triple-decker prams. The compassionate, democratic, devout population of 4.209 billion Fenthrans are prohibited from doing almost everything except voting, which they do timidly and conservatively.

The enormous, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Toles Merat. The average income tax rate is 96.6%.

The frighteningly efficient Fenthran economy, worth 532 trillion Coins a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is extremely specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing. Average income is an impressive 126,517 Coins, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Old dogs don't have to learn new tricks but they have to prove they haven't forgotten old ones, it takes months to get the proper permits for a child's first tricycle, space shuttles are lying silent on the runway till the Space Agency can work out how to fit a creche and a meditation room into their next spacecraft, and the "temporary replacement bus service" is now a permanent fixture. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Fenthra's national animal is the pink panther, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Fenthra is ranked 10,594^th in the world and 1^st in Kelvent for Highest Poor Incomes, with 108,473.41 Standard Monetary Units.