The Grand Complex of Zarfinyarful is a massive, orderly nation, ruled by Uncle Butternubs with an iron fist, and remarkable for its pith helmet sales, keen interest in outer space, and stringent health and safety legislation. The compassionate, cynical, devout population of 2.605 billion Zarfs are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Law & Order. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of The Basement. The average income tax rate is 91.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Zarfin economy, worth 268 trillion Barzels a year, is quite specialized and led by the Book Publishing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Trout Farming, and Tourism. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 103,074 Barzels, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Double-parking is on the rise as automobile numbers increase, kids are arrested at gunpoint for playing with toy rifles, the government has put a kid glove on the invisible hand of the free market, and pretending to be prejudiced is a good way to get out of jury duty. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Zarfinyarful's national animal is the Manticore, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Butternubality.

Zarfinyarful is ranked 6,852^nd in the world and 10^th in Karma for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 57.82 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.