The Republic of Alets1 is a massive, orderly nation, remarkable for its ubiquitous missile silos, pith helmet sales, and devotion to social welfare. The hard-nosed, cynical, devout population of 4.817 billion Alets1ians 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, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Education, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 75.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Alets1ian economy, worth 548 trillion rupees a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Woodchip Exports, Automobile Manufacturing, and Information Technology. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 113,836 rupees, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Only the rich can afford the latest medical innovations, the Alets1ian Arts Council pays teenagers to sit through opera performances, it is illegal to make racist remarks in public, and you can bet your bottom dollar that gambling will cost you an arm and a leg. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Alets1's national animal is the sheep, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Alets1 is ranked 33,149^th in the world and 2,257^th in Lazarus for Lowest Crime Rates, with 80.91 law-abiding acts per hour.