The Federation of Communes of Itland is a mammoth, cultured nation, ruled by pookapine with a fair hand, and notable for its national health service, sprawling nuclear power plants, and hatred of cheese. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 5.385 billion Itlandians 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, socially-minded, outspoken morass — juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Welfare. The average income tax rate is 98.1%.

The frighteningly efficient Itlandian economy, worth 761 trillion Tozemská korunas a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism and Book Publishing. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 141,410 Tozemská korunas, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Postmen have been arrested in job lots for selling junk mail as home insulation, hospitals fear government fines more than terrorist ransoms, 3D printed organs are a breath of new life for the sick and elderly, and couples kissing on the street are detained for 'unlawful exchange of genetic material'. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Itland's national animal is the Dugong, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Itland is ranked 1,098^th in the world and 21^st in Refugia for Nicest Citizens, with 87.42 average smiles per day.