The Most Serene Republic of Mondavia is a colossal, genial nation, ruled by Unitarian Parliament with an even hand, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, soft-spoken computers, and suspicion of poets. The compassionate population of 3.132 billion Mondavians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Education, Welfare, and Administration. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Andilla. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 9.7%.

The strong Mondavian economy, worth 246 trillion chrons a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is a slick, highly efficient, broadly diversified black market in Information Technology, Cheese Exports, Furniture Restoration, and Basket Weaving. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is 78,632 chrons, with the richest citizens earning 6.7 times as much as the poorest.

Sleep-deprived officials are known to collapse after late night revision for their examinations, neon signs promoting safe driving often distract drivers, the diplomatic corps tends to open negotiations by insulting all the foreigners in the room, and every spring railroad foundations erode to reveal human remains. Crime is totally unknown. Mondavia's national animal is the Fox, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Mondavia is ranked 82,275^th in the world and 628^th in The East Pacific for Largest Black Market, with 4.03 trillion Standard Monetary Units.