The Qekitor of Refiria is a mammoth, orderly nation, ruled by the Refirian Parliament with an iron fist, and remarkable for its ritual sacrifices, complete absence of social welfare, and spontaneously combusting cars. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 9.486 billion Refirians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, is effectively ruled by the Department of Industry, with Law & Order and Environment not funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Refiria City. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Refirian economy, worth a remarkable 2,068 trillion refiris a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Retail industry, with significant contributions from Gambling, Soda Sales, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 218,098 refiris, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,992,961 per year while the poor average 2,608, a ratio of 764 to 1.

One can wake up in Refiria and have breakfast in Bigtopia, where your food came from is an unknowable mystery, chemically brainwashed citizens praise the Refirian Parliament's name on an hourly basis, and artificial intelligences seeking exciting work are overcome with ennui. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Refiria's national animal is the red panda, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Safberdism.

Refiria is ranked 311,050^th in the world and 3^rd in Three Guys for Most Eco-Friendly Governments, scoring -27.39 on the Dolphin Recycling Awareness Index.