The Mild panic attacks of Elite is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Quinn Morgendorffer with a fair hand, and notable for its daily referendums, irreverence towards religion, and punitive income tax rates. The compassionate, democratic population of 21.148 billion Elitians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The enormous, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Welfare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Levanovo. The average income tax rate is 74.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The large but underdeveloped Elitian economy, worth 632 trillion Elitian credits a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology. Average income is 29,930 Elitian credits, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Evasive politicians don't fail to strongly commit to not committing to a course of non-inaction, the amount welfare recipients spend on fertilizer has exploded, the government's foreign policy statements are less threatening than a World Assembly cease-and-desist letter, and online weather reports are predicting five years of glorious sunshine for Elite. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Elite's national animal is the labrador, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Elite is ranked 14,171^st in the world and 80^th in Starlight for Nicest Citizens, with 25.91 average smiles per day.