The Republic of Iris Island is a colossal, environmentally stunning nation, remarkable for its ritual sacrifices, compulsory military service, and smutty television. The cynical, humorless, devout population of 6.984 billion Iris Islandians 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 medium-sized, corrupt, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Education. The average income tax rate is 54.9%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Iris Islandian economy, worth 944 trillion Eyes a year, is fairly diversified and dominated by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Information Technology, Tourism, and Cheese Exports. Black market activity is extensive. State-owned companies are common. Average income is an impressive 135,300 Eyes, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.7 times as much as the poorest.

Drug deals return to the streets as legions of undercover officers stalk the dark web, nobody ever questions the unquestioned rule that questions must always be asked, foreign policy is mostly just to smile and hope for the best, and schoolchildren must pass a six-month Ethics and Safety Committee Assessment before they are allowed to mix baking soda and vinegar. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Iris Island's national animal is the Eye Bat, which soars majestically through the nation's famously clear skies.

Iris Island is ranked 50,694^th in the world and 219^th in The grimy backyard of Bigej for Most Subsidized Industry, scoring 3,873.77 on the Gilded Widget Scale.