The Republic of Itanland is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Ruben with an iron fist, and notable for its keen interest in outer space, compulsory vegetarianism, and free-roaming dinosaurs. The compassionate, cynical, cheerful population of 19.708 billion Itanlandians are kept under strict control by the oppressive government, which measures its success by the nation's GDP and refers to individual citizens as "human resources."

The minute, moralistic government, or what there is of one, is primarily concerned with Administration, with Education, Law & Order, and Industry also on the agenda, while Defense and Spirituality are ignored. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Itandon. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Itanlandian economy, worth a remarkable 5,700 trillion Itans a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. The industrial sector, which is quite specialized, is led by the Information Technology industry, with major contributions from Tourism, Book Publishing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 289,233 Itans, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 4.0 times as much as the poorest.

Romantic sunsets are no longer interrupted by explosions and monstrous roars, minor parties are virtually absent in Parliament, cotton candy made from genuine cotton cellulose doesn't quite satisfy, and wealthy pranksters dump refuse on unsuspecting citizens from up high. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, despite the fact that it is difficult to make it through a day without breaking one of the country's many laws. Itanland's national animal is the Cow, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Itanland is ranked 290,764^th in the world and 6,378^th in The North Pacific for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector, scoring -44.56 on the Henry Ford Productivity Index.