The Holy Empire of Pogaria is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Emperor Emmanuel with an even hand, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, smutty television, and pith helmet sales. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful, devout population of 40.454 billion Pogarians are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, socially-minded government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Education, Environment, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Dominion. The income tax rate is 100%.

The enormous but underdeveloped Pogarian economy, worth a remarkable 3,489 trillion kosses a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Book Publishing industry. Average income is 86,246 kosses, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The law says that all Pogarians are created equal — no matter how they were created, burning yourself alive is not okay but starving and whipping yourself is fine, the best-of-the-best athletes have been replaced by the best-of-the-mediocre, and the beauty of coastal towns is marred only slightly by all the closed-down storefronts. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Pogaria's national animal is the phoenix, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Truthism.

Pogaria is ranked 249,729^th in the world and 2^nd in The Empire for Highest Unexpected Death Rate, scoring 16.52 on the Bus Surprisal Index.