The People's Republic of Misitu is a titanic, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Irārsa with an iron fist, and remarkable for its otherworldly petting zoo, pith helmet sales, and state-planned economy. The compassionate, cynical population of 14.004 billion Misituans are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Lucia. The average income tax rate is 72.0%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The thriving Misituan economy, worth a remarkable 1,387 trillion Misitunian Dollars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Basket Weaving, and Book Publishing. Average income is 99,049 Misitunian Dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Scientists are terrified of fabulous new breakthroughs, sweat stains are proof of political acumen, art is not complete without a touch of alizarin blood and titanium sweat, and the weather report is the prisoners' favourite programme. Crime is totally unknown. Misitu's national animal is the Sun Lion, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Misitu is ranked 101,682^nd in the world and 32^nd in Declansburg for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring 2,260.79 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.