The Republic of Refilwe is a massive, socially progressive nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, complete absence of social welfare, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical population of 2.805 billion Refilweans enjoy great individual freedoms in everything except elections, which, where they exist at all, are populist shams for a dictatorship government that has no intention of ever giving up power.

The minute, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Defense, with Law & Order also on the agenda, while International Aid and Spirituality receive no funds. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 5.0%.

The strong Refilwean economy, worth 157 trillion guilders a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with major contributions from Basket Weaving, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. Average income is 56,238 guilders, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 362,463 per year while the poor average 3,525, a ratio of 102 to 1.

Crime is a major problem, with the police force struggling against a lack of funding and a high mortality rate. Refilwe's national animal is the squirrel, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Refilwe is ranked 67,795^th in the world and 3,066^th in Osiris for Highest Food Quality, scoring 29.13 on the Meeshlin-Starr Index.