The Federation of Garaskord is a colossal, cultured nation, ruled by Phronimos Rex with an iron fist, and remarkable for its keen interest in outer space, public floggings, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 4.682 billion Garaskordians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

The large, corrupt, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Garaskord City. The average income tax rate is 96.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Garaskordian economy, worth a remarkable 1,048 trillion rubles a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 223,875 rubles, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The number of eyes rolled per maths lesson is increasing exponentially, the government is funding experimental battery technology while the power grid continues to crumble, the nation's interest in space is at an all-time high while interest in saving the planet is at an all-time low, and cotton candy made from genuine cotton cellulose doesn't quite satisfy. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Garaskord's national animal is the Wolf, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Garaskord is ranked 110,777^th in the world and 1,414^th in the South Pacific for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 2,003.57 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.