The Island State of Iscavia is a gargantuan, safe nation, renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The cynical population of 29.506 billion Iscavians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The enormous government juggles the competing demands of Welfare, Education, and Healthcare. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Iscacivon. The average income tax rate is 72.8%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The enormous but inefficient Iscavian economy, worth a remarkable 1,220 trillion silver saars a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is broadly diversified, is led by the Book Publishing industry, with significant contributions from Uranium Mining, Woodchip Exports, and Information Technology. Average income is 41,354 silver saars, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

Badminton was recently banned due to 'unacceptable violence' inherent to the game, scenic mountain valleys are flooded with water as damming projects get underway, the country's famous rainforests are being bulldozed by the mining industry, and Leader has just been declared ruler of Iscavia in an international press conference. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to a well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Iscavia's national animal is the Tree Octupus, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Iscavia is ranked 120,694^th in the world and 6^th in Island for Lowest Crime Rates, with 65.16 law-abiding acts per hour.