The Republic of Flaey is a huge, genial nation, remarkable for its enforced nudity, punitive income tax rates, and stringent health and safety legislation. The democratic, devout population of 283 million Flaeyians love a good election, and the government gives them plenty of them. Universities tend to be full of students debating the merits of various civil and political rights, while businesses are tightly regulated and the wealthy viewed with suspicion.

The large, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Education, and Spirituality. The average income tax rate is 67.6%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The sizeable but stagnant Flaeyian economy, worth 5.33 trillion ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤs a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is mostly made up of the Trout Farming industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Woodchip Exports, and Book Publishing. Average income is 18,817 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤs, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Serial commas clarify the relationship between one's lackeys, the taxpayers, and kinsfolk, street crime is on the rise as police officers spend most of their time in prisons, fraternities are notorious for drunken hooliganism, and fans doing the wave routinely disrupt the finals of Go tournaments. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a capable police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Flaey's national animal is the ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Flaey is ranked 67,796^th in the world and 655^th in Europe for Lowest Crime Rates, with 72.41 law-abiding acts per hour.