The Eiserne and Ewige of Lionsroar is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by The Well-Known Cat of Ulmer with an iron fist, and remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, parental licensing program, and compulsory military service. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 4.905 billion Glorious Legenday Cat Crusaders of Dog-Doom are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The enormous, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Mega-Meowpolis of Cat Civilization. The average income tax rate is 95.9%.

The frighteningly efficient superior to dogs economy, worth 714 trillion Tears of the Canine Civilizations a year, is highly specialized and mostly made up of the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 145,764 Tears of the Canine Civilizations, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Funerals are often rudely interrupted by juggling clowns shouting for volunteers from the audience, news headlines usually include p-values, intelligence agencies frequently invite passers-by into their secret vaults for tea and biscuits, and wind farms are erected on shuttered oil platforms. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Lionsroar's national animal is the feline-furred mystical-meowing God, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Catsuperiority.

Lionsroar is ranked 314,475^th in the world and 638^th in Vibonia for Nudest, with 2 cheeks per square mile.