The Federal Republic of Komarin is a titanic, cultured nation, ruled by President Devon Arnheim with a fair hand, and notable for its ubiquitous missile silos, pith helmet sales, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, hard-working, democratic, humorless population of 17.335 billion Komarinians hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Selkirk. The average income tax rate is 74.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Komarinian economy, worth a remarkable 2,457 trillion Komarin Zloties a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Furniture Restoration. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 141,745 Komarin Zloties, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

Literature classes frequently go on field trips to rock concerts, diplomatic fallout tends to be much more dangerous than radioactive fallout, compliance officers smash the kneecaps of unethical bureaucrats, and the government recently donated a surfboard to an impoverished family in a landlocked region. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Komarin's national animal is the Roadrunner, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Starism.

Komarin is ranked 295,621^st in the world and 1,094^th in Talonia for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring -7.32 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.