The Federation of Senyrrlzon is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by Premier Babak Yalee with an iron fist, and remarkable for its frequent executions, smutty television, and pith helmet sales. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless, devout population of 21.848 billion Senyrrlzonians are ruled without fear or favor by a psychotic dictator, who outlaws just about everything and refers to the populace as "my little playthings."

It is difficult to tell where the omnipresent, corrupt, moralistic, well-organized government stops and the rest of society begins, but it juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Ennatwen. The average income tax rate is 89.7%.

The frighteningly efficient Senyrrlzonian economy, worth a remarkable 2,133 trillion Synrgs a year, is driven almost entirely by government activity. The industrial sector is solely comprised of the Arms Manufacturing industry. Average income is 97,634 Synrgs, with the richest citizens earning 5.3 times as much as the poorest.

Doctors are learning that red tape makes ineffective bandages, the country's motorways are surprisingly quiet, the government is proudly free of crabs, and the roads are virtually falling apart. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Senyrrlzon's national animal is the giant anteater, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Violetism.

Senyrrlzon is ranked 307,221^st in the world and 15^th in Magna Aurea for Largest Insurance Industry, scoring -9.61 on the Risk Expulsion Effectiveness Rating.