The Paradisia of Wildefleur is a huge, cultured nation, remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, absence of drug laws, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 594 million Wildefleurians 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 large, liberal, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Gila. The average income tax rate is 63.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Wildefleurish economy, worth 36.8 trillion depression cherries a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient black market in Information Technology, Tourism, Furniture Restoration, and Retail. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 61,997 depression cherries, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Prisons in Wildefleur are the summer homes of murderers, elevator music has been replaced by thrash metal played at maximum volume, the Treasury has been accused of flushing money down the toilet, and the fire brigade often deal with cases of burnt toast. Crime is totally unknown. Wildefleur's national animal is the seven, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Wildefleur is ranked 2,955^th in the world and 6^th in Aeternum for Highest Drug Use, scoring 380.51 on the Pineapple Fondness Rating.