The Federation of Rezonovia is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Julius Soliarian with an iron fist, and remarkable for its free-roaming dinosaurs, public floggings, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, cheerful population of 10.014 billion Rezonovians are proud of their wide-ranging civil freedoms, and those who aren't tend to be dragged off the streets by men in dark suits and hustled into cars with tinted windows.

The relatively small, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Industry, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of San Tonini. The average income tax rate is 35.2%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Rezonovian economy, worth a remarkable 2,366 trillion Reznovian marks a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Tourism industry, with major contributions from Information Technology, Retail, and Book Publishing. Average income is an amazing 236,349 Reznovian marks, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

One can wake up in Rezonovia and have breakfast in Bigtopia, Occam's razor has sliced to pieces any childhood belief in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, relations with Dàguó have warmed from frosty to chilly, and the question "please would you...?" is usually laden with passive aggression. Crime is totally unknown. Rezonovia's national animal is the dolphin, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Rezonovia is ranked 3,667^th in the world and 154^th in The North Pacific for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 63.33 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.