The Kingdom of Blaenavon is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, ruled by Mark Brigham with an even hand, and notable for its museums and concert halls, national health service, and hatred of cheese. The compassionate, hard-working population of 5.965 billion Blaenavonians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Industry, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Charterhouse. The average income tax rate is 75.1%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Blaenavonian economy, worth 770 trillion Polar Crowns a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Book Publishing, and Information Technology. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 129,176 Polar Crowns, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

Mark Brigham's used car is held together by bumper stickers that support the opposition, only the richest get to see out of their windows, the tools of the trade for landmine clearance appear to be copious amounts of gasoline and a box of matches, and losing your sock key may require surgical intervention. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Blaenavon's national animal is the Red Dragon, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Blaenavon is ranked 57,065^th in the world and 9^th in Arctic for Most Cheerful Citizens, with 51.48 Percentage Of Water Glasses Perceived Half-Full.