The Sylvan Hivə of Turbeaux is a gargantuan, genial nation, ruled by Chairman Shəng-ji Yang with a fair hand, and notable for its rum-swilling pirates, infamous sell-swords, and daily referendums. The compassionate, democratic, cheerful population of 14.365 billion Transhumans hold their civil and political rights very dear, although the wealthy and those in business tend to be viewed with suspicion.

The enormous, corrupt, liberal, outspoken government juggles the competing demands of Education, Administration, and Environment. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Nacəllə. The income tax rate is 100%.

The frighteningly efficient Sylvan economy, worth a remarkable 6,224 trillion gluons 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 an enormous, deeply entrenched, quite specialized black market in Information Technology, Book Publishing, Tourism, and Soda Sales. 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 an amazing 433,331 gluons, and distributed extremely evenly, with little difference between the richest and poorest citizens.

People accuse the government of being in bed with Big Safety, bike rage is all the rage, the new national anthem passes the Turing Test, and tourists from around the world come to visit the country's famous rainforests. Crime, especially youth-related, is all-pervasive, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Turbeaux's national animal is the mind worm, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests, and its national religion is Quantum Məchanics.

Turbeaux is ranked 291,189^th in the world and 334^th in Forest for Safest, scoring 2.26 on the Bubble-Rapp Safety Rating.