The Soviet Socialist Republic of Alinore is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by Comrade Steele with an even hand, and renowned for its smutty television, pith helmet sales, and keen interest in outer space. The compassionate, cheerful population of 2.862 billion Alinoreans are fiercely patriotic and enjoy great social equality; they tend to view other, more capitalist countries as somewhat immoral and corrupt.

The large, corrupt, socially-minded government juggles the competing demands of Education, Defense, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Columbia. The average income tax rate is 96.8%.

The frighteningly efficient Alinorean economy, worth 506 trillion dollars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is fairly diversified, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Arms Manufacturing, Tourism, and Beef-Based Agriculture. Average income is an impressive 177,127 dollars, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Cheering flag-waving citizens don't like to think too hard about politics, NationStates is now a popular brand of laxatives despite Max Barry's protests, deceased relatives are considered property to buy and sell, and a faint smell of body odour can be detected at several miles' distance from the National Science Park. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Alinore's national animal is the buck, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Alinore is ranked 6,779^th in the world and 168^th in The Communist Bloc for Safest, scoring 124.36 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.