The Republic of Tamarvand is a colossal, efficient nation, ruled by The Grand Pooh-Bah Gilbert Sullivan with an even hand, and notable for its state-planned economy, complete lack of prisons, and pith helmet sales. The compassionate, devout population of 7.027 billion Tamaraneans are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The enormous, corrupt government juggles the competing demands of Administration, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Demonsreach. The average income tax rate is 97.5%.

The frighteningly efficient Tamaran economy, worth a remarkable 1,261 trillion Liens 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 dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Book Publishing, and Tourism. Average income is an impressive 179,542 Liens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Property values in suburbs have nosedived after the middle class were forced to live next door to ethnic minorities, women have a strange proclivity for dressing up as caped weasels, bowling teams spend more time looking at their phones than the pins, and cash-strapped junkies lick rabbits for a cheap high. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Tamarvand's national animal is the Bunny, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Foundationism.

Tamarvand is ranked 3,894^th in the world and 201^st in The North Pacific for Most Scientifically Advanced, scoring 628.73 on the Kurzweil Singularity Index.