The Republic of Libcurl is a gargantuan, orderly nation, renowned for its ritual sacrifices, zero percent divorce rate, and public floggings. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 11.245 billion Libcurlians 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, Law & Order, and Administration. The average income tax rate is 52.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The Libcurlian economy, worth 550 trillion kronor a year, is quite specialized and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Basket Weaving, Furniture Restoration, and Woodchip Exports. Black market activity is rampant. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 48,944 kronor, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.1 times as much as the poorest.

Women who walk into the ladies' changing room are accused of being Peeping Toms, talking during class is a gateway to lifelong drug addiction, weighted heels are added to military boots to ensure diminutive celebrities meet minimum requirements, and airplane passengers who purchase "basic economy" tickets are often assigned seats in the lavatory. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Libcurl's national animal is the panther, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Libcurl is ranked 82,540^th in the world and 1^st in Londynium Naval Treaty for Most Extreme, scoring 25.67 on the Paul-Nader Subjective Decentrality Index.