The Federation of Parisitan is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by Nearl with an even hand, and remarkable for its rum-swilling pirates, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, humorless population of 8.598 billion Parisitanians enjoy extensive civil rights and enjoy a level of social equality free from the usual accompanying government corruption.

The medium-sized, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Administration, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Korper. The average income tax rate is 74.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Parisitanian economy, worth a remarkable 1,655 trillion Bits 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, broadly diversified black market in Information Technology, Arms Manufacturing, Retail, and Uranium Mining. 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 an impressive 192,574 Bits, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Widow Twankey complains about being "cancelled", the nation's museums are real penny-pinchers, visions of giant pink Lepons are a common side effect after Parisitanians eat their meals, and Parisitan successfully hosted the the West Pacific Olympics. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Parisitan's national animal is the Lepon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Ayinism.

Parisitan is ranked 13,715^th in the world and 118^th in the West Pacific for Most Patriotic, with 56.28 flags saluted per person per day.