The Republic of Kiasu-ism is a gargantuan, safe nation, ruled by Joe Everyman with an even hand, and remarkable for its museums and concert halls, smutty television, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 32.253 billion Kiasu-langs 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 tiny government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Kiasu-lang economy, worth an astonishing 12,255 trillion Peanuts a year, is quite specialized and led by the Tourism industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Book Publishing, and Trout Farming. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an amazing 379,966 Peanuts, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

The nation's diplomatic missives are now delivered via sniper rifle, travelers often bring empty plastic bottles on Air Kiasu-ism flights to avoid the pay lavatories, graffiti graces every city's streets, and roads are often attended by round-the-clock construction crews. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Kiasu-ism's national animal is the Homo Kiasu, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Kiasu-ism is ranked 75,419^th in the world and 2,818^th in the South Pacific for Most Politically Free, scoring 70.57 on the Diebold Election Inking Scale.