The Barlyy of Barlyy is a titanic, orderly nation, remarkable for its public floggings, pith helmet sales, and ubiquitous missile silos. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful population of 13.444 billion Barlyyians 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 enormous, moralistic, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Defense. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Barlyyan economy, worth a remarkable 4,947 trillion barlyies a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is highly specialized, is mostly made up of the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing and Arms Manufacturing. Average income is an amazing 368,017 barlyies, and distributed extremely evenly, with practically no difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Sullen teenagers in bright orange 'community payback' onesies can be seen picking litter at the roadside, where there's smoke there's the Barlyyan Forestry Department, toddlers insist their pacifiers be autoclaved, and a fashion designer has been arrested for inciting hatred after claiming redheads couldn't pull off vermillion. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Barlyy's national animal is the barlyy, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Barlyy is ranked 330,803^rd in the world and 2^nd in Barlyy for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -34.47 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.