The Republic of Arienos is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by Consul Harrison with an even hand, and remarkable for its vat-grown people, pith helmet sales, and keen interest in outer space. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cheerful population of 12.737 billion Arenosians 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 tiny government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Arenburg. The average income tax rate is 1.5%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Arienosian economy, worth a remarkable 5,330 trillion Republic Credits a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Retail, and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 418,534 Republic Credits, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.0 times as much as the poorest.

Airport security is provided by private companies, unemployed school bus drivers photobomb virtual classroom meetings, stern tutting by international commentators has persuaded Arienos to disarm, and patriotic citizens simply tend to applaud rather than sing the nation's praises. Crime is totally unknown. Arienos's national animal is the Buzzard, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Arienos is ranked 2,126^th in the world and 3^rd in The Kingdom of Great Britain for Most Beautiful Environments, with 3,579.38 pounds of wildlife per square mile.