The Democratic Republic of Fylkjer is a mammoth, orderly nation, ruled by Rouven Van Gerhadsdorf with an iron fist, and renowned for its rum-swilling pirates, complete lack of prisons, and parental licensing program. The compassionate, cynical population of 8.498 billion Fylkjaners 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, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Defense. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ebenfurt. The average income tax rate is 90.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Fylkjerian economy, worth a remarkable 1,086 trillion Fylkjer Frankens a year, is quite specialized and dominated by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Arms Manufacturing. State-owned companies are reasonably common. Average income is an impressive 127,865 Fylkjer Frankens, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Diaper ads feature vertically-challenged adults wearing bootees, sick Fylkjaners are hair today and gone tomorrow, modelling agencies send their clients to work in nursing homes, and trade policy consists of ganging up on the new guy. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Fylkjer's national animal is the Geese, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Atheism.

Fylkjer is ranked 325,632^nd in the world and 17,552^nd in Osiris for Largest Trout Fishing Sector, scoring -12.87 on the Nemo Depletion Efficiency Index.