The Kingdom of Angrif is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by King Hookluk I with an iron fist, and renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, state-planned economy, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 3.523 billion Angrifians 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, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Roeleen. The average income tax rate is 75.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The powerhouse Angrifian economy, worth 319 trillion Cow Tongues 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, quite specialized black market in Trout Farming, Arms Manufacturing, Automobile Manufacturing, and Information Technology. 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 90,676 Cow Tongues, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Putting a mustache on a banknote is considered defacing a national monument, the military is researching proton packs and PK-meters to combat "unseen enemy forces", Angrifians believe manners maketh the leader, and policemen regularly conduct midnight raids on closed donut shops to 'collect evidence'. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Angrif's national animal is the Ant, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Angrif is ranked 71,313^th in the world and 270^th in Concord for Safest, scoring 93.97 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.