The Republic of Starlight Hyperion is a massive, environmentally stunning nation, notable for its ritual sacrifices, parental licensing program, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 2.388 billion Starlight Hyperionians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, moralistic government prioritizes Defense, although Education, Law & Order, and Industry are also considered important, while Welfare is ignored. The average income tax rate is 66.4%.

The frighteningly efficient Starlight Hyperionian economy, worth 282 trillion lotuses a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Information Technology, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Furniture Restoration. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 118,329 lotuses, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.4 times as much as the poorest.

Search and rescue forces now accept cheques and all major credit cards, ambulances aren't allowed to overtake hearses, the government advises foreign diplomats to speak softly and carry a big bag of cash, and top government officials are seen nervously grocery shopping among the general public. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Starlight Hyperion's national animal is the moonlark, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Starlight Hyperion is ranked 265,546^th in the world and 4,415^th in eta for Most Compassionate Citizens, scoring 38.75 on the Kitten Softness Rating.