The Routien Commonwealth of Comrade Commisar is a gargantuan, cultured nation, ruled by High Admiral Norman Walker with an iron fist, and renowned for its deadly medical pandemics, multi-spousal wedding ceremonies, and infamous sell-swords. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 32.812 billion Routiers are proud of their wide-ranging civil freedoms, and those who aren't tend to be dragged off the streets by men in dark suits and hustled into cars with tinted windows.

The relatively small, corrupt, liberal, well-organized government is effectively ruled by the Department of Defense, with Welfare and Social Policy not funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Routié. The average income tax rate is 3.4%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Routien economy, worth a remarkable 7,558 trillion Silver Coins a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Gambling, and Retail. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 230,363 Silver Coins, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Every child sleeps with a gun to protect themselves from the monster under the bed, artists count down the years until High Admiral Norman Walker is allowed to listen to their music, civil engineers are undermining sinkholes, and greased palms have made High Admiral Norman Walker's office smell like gravy. Crime is all-pervasive, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Comrade Commisar's national animal is the Northern Killing Whale, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is North Lands Traditionalism.

Comrade Commisar is ranked 330,463^rd in the world and 13^th in Valkia for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 8.99 on the Kitten Softness Rating.