The Utopian State of Renegalle is a gargantuan, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Sir Jerrid with an even hand, and renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, pith helmet sales, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, democratic, devout population of 15.926 billion Renegalleans enjoy extensive civil rights and enjoy a level of social equality free from the usual accompanying government corruption.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Reigno. The average income tax rate is 94.9%.

The frighteningly efficient Renegallean economy, worth a remarkable 2,702 trillion Reos a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 169,721 Reos, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

Political clichés like "band-aid solutions" and "adrenaline shots to the economy" are headed for the dumpster, the atmosphere in Renegallean boardrooms is turning more gay, even religious militants can be swayed by the power of #love, and returning vacationers often find that their property is now a construction site. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Renegalle's national animal is the Owl, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies, and its national religion is Hootism.

Renegalle is ranked 7,283^rd in the world and 1^st in Force for Highest Foreign Aid Spending, scoring 2,217.61 on the Clooney Contribution Index.