The Supranational Confederation of Veleste is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Moro-Aldo with a fair hand, and remarkable for its otherworldly petting zoo, free-roaming dinosaurs, and unlimited-speed roads. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 15.219 billion Velestians are free to do what they want with their own bodies, and vote for whomever they like in elections; if they go into business, however, they are regulated to within an inch of their lives.

The large government juggles the competing demands of Education, Industry, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Port of Caneva. The income tax rate is 100.0%.

The frighteningly efficient Velestean economy, worth a remarkable 4,516 trillion labour notes a year, is led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Arms Manufacturing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 296,749 labour notes, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

If foreigners can hit a spittoon from five paces they get a free holiday to Veleste, Moro-Aldo reduces citizens' commute times by giving away their homes, older ladies are inundated with offers to help them cross the road, and staffers take uppers in the old upper house chamber. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown. Veleste's national animal is the Buteogallus solitarius, which is also the nation's favorite main course.

Veleste is ranked 48,747^th in the world and 23^rd in Geopolity for Largest Cheese Export Sector, scoring 4,159.85 on the Mozzarella Productivity Index.