The Space combine of Weaven is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by no one with an even hand, and renowned for its ubiquitous missile silos, smutty television, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed population of 1.024 billion Weavenians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The medium-sized, corrupt government prioritizes Defense, with Administration, Industry, and Education also on the agenda, while Spirituality is ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Glorious freehome of government controll. The average income tax rate is 48.2%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Weavenian economy, worth 107 trillion wevens a year, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Information Technology, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 105,036 wevens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Saturday morning cartoons feature full frontal nudity, teens are voting on which C-List pop star will be next to be evicted from the opera house, artists are pillars of society, and people are more interested in gossip about the private lives of politicians than their policies. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Weaven's national animal is the headless cokatoo, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Weaven is ranked 93,102^nd in the world and 131^st in Karma for Safest, scoring 85.03 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.