The Commonwealth of Islarowskiella is a huge, orderly nation, renowned for its smutty television, ubiquitous missile silos, and punitive income tax rates. The hard-nosed, cynical population of 410 million Islarowskiellans 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, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Arstjoa. The average income tax rate is 68.2%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The strong Islarowskiellan economy, worth 30.6 trillion Islarowions a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Uranium Mining. Average income is 74,663 Islarowions, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Glittering new sports stadiums adorn every city and town, the most penniless demographics have by far the highest number of researchers per capita, small shoes often wash up on the beach, and official maps have to be revised on a weekly basis. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Islarowskiella's national animal is the beaver, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Islarowskiella is ranked 39,794^th in the world and 12^th in Ridgefield for Lowest Crime Rates, with 77.92 law-abiding acts per hour.