The Emotionless of Killamari is a colossal, genial nation, remarkable for its zero percent divorce rate, pith helmet sales, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate, cynical population of 4.289 billion Killamarians 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 enormous, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Defense, and Healthcare. The average income tax rate is 68.7%.

The strong Killamarian economy, worth 241 trillion rubles a year, is quite specialized and led by the Beef-Based Agriculture industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Cheese Exports, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 56,295 rubles, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.2 times as much as the poorest.

The nation's skies are now a wasteland, the dartboard at the Killamarian Cancer Research Charity bears a picture of Leader's face, nuclear warheads are frequently launched into space as a warning to invading meteoroids, and lending money has become a major liability. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Killamari's national animal is the unicorn, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Killamari is ranked 297,669^th in the world and 10^th in Ailuros for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -11.49 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.